| Between the heavy, the light, between the solids, the thins
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| I should decide, yes but I hesitate, even if it means regretting it one day.
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| Between clay and firmament, I am an elastic stretching, stretching.
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| I'm not at ease, everything is a dilemma, everything is uneasy.
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| Why make a choice, plague or cholera.
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| I'm a Libra, must I, must I not?
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| The worst plague, I'm a case, ah ah ah...
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| Should we, should we not? |
| It's been a long time since I decided
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| To decide nothing, circumstances will save me, I admit.
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| I am not at ease, everything is dilemma and everything is unease.
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| I'm a Libra, must I, must I not?
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| The worst plague, I'm a case, ah ah ah...
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| Between melody and comedy, I didn't choose.
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| In me I like to sow doubt, that's how it is.
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| Dark fate, if my eternal return is not for tomorrow.
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| Funeral refrain, it tempts and attracts me endlessly.
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| As beautiful as the path was, was it the best? |
| I will finally know.
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| Between two fires in silence, I will feel myself, gamble, cogitate.
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| I'm a Libra, must I, must I not?
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| A real plague, a real case, ah ah ah. |