Amesoeurs - La Reine Trayeuse (English Translation) LyricsTraversing the streets from the height of my stilts
I overlook the city before they track me down
But I am small, fragile, and so flammable
I fall easily
When evening comes, the blades no longer frighten me
Stiff as bishops breaking through the interior
Around me, the world spews its vices
And as a good milking queen, I spit out
Their excess of bitterness
But I am small, fragile, and so flammable
I fall easily
When I get stained
One dream diеs after another
All thesе dark faces won't lead me anywhere
I offer everything and everything opens, violently
When I arch my back, everything strains and eludes
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Imagine that I am your mother, your sister, your refuge
Hey! come over here, look…
I have the body of a girl, the soul of an old bitch
All to satisfy what
So, give me your hand
You don't want to, then
I probably know it’s the same for you, and it’s the same for me
Take me away, we are alone
You and me
You and me