Blouson Noir
I wear my blouson noir'cause I've not espoirI wear my blouson noir'cause I've not espoir
It's vanished out of reachhere in this foreign street
My skin my blouson noirMy good old friend so far
The moonlight is so weekhardly enlightens my weeping
Give me my blouson noirMy blackness calls me backI side the sirens howlsRumbling on barren groundsHere in the city of my sleeplesswanderings I roam roam again
Give me my blouson noir'cause I've not espoir
It's vanished out of reachhere in this foreign streetSo I walk the rough rough pavementand my thirst won't drain drain drain
I need my blouson noirreflection of my heartthe darkness is too deepswallowing all the heatHeadlights on silent rowSharp edges of the night
Here in the city howlsthe sleepless wanderingThe raw embraces the dark dark rumbleand my thirst won't drain, drain, drain
The city howlsThe sleepless wanderingThe raw embraces the dark dark rumbleThe city howlsThe sleepless wanderingThe raw embraces the dark dark rumble
The city howlsThe sleepless wanderingThe raw embraces the dark dark rumble
I won't recall your scentI haven't grabbed your handsinto the city howlsI won't recall your scentThe sleepless wanderingThe raw embraces the dark dark rumble