Be not turned over

Wandering, like a somnanbule,

Towards three hours of the morning,

Going towards an invisible energy source.

Not a noise, not a crumpling of sheets,

Then suddenly, a voice in raisonnance speaks you and obsesses you

Be not turned over,

Advances, advances until more being able to go, Crie, cry, debates you,

And you flees,

Be not turned over…

Shouting, you run from now on

As quickly as possible,

You hear behind you,

Steps, noises, voices,

Raise the head and looks at the sky…

The moon from now on is hidden,

Te here alone in the shade, running until nowhere.

Be not turned over,

Advances, advances until more being able to go, Crie, cry, debates you,

And you flees,

Be not turned over…

Howl, until the end of the night,

You will lose your voice,

You will lose your assets,

But you will have the safe life,

Chosen now,

Be not turned over,

Be not turned over,

But continuous to run,

But you cannot about it any more, R

Be not turned over,

Be not turned over,

But you cannot about it any more,

Opposite the light a car you dazzled, Aveuglé you is turned over,

Not is not turned over,

Behind there is nothing,

All is calm,

You have ran for nothing,

And you now will die of fear, cold and effort…

Be not turned over,

Advances, advances until more being able to go, Crie, cry, debates you,

And you flees,

Be not turned over…