La Famille Puis Le Devoir, L'Honneur Toujours.
Its French...

Summer air drifts in through his open window,
I can hear birds, in the trees, and I listen...

Deep inside I feel you love
You're lost in hope and pain...

Heâ??s an angel in sight,
An angel? Yeh rightâ?Â&brvbar...

Pick me up and drop me down,
Use me again...

Can you help me?
Im bleeding...

Sarcastic b a s t a r d, telling lies,
Black hair and brownish eyes...

How does it feel if youâ??ve lost...
Your world, sky and hope...

I live to be tormented
Iâ??m everybodyâ??s fool...

A sweet sort of fairytale
Has pushed inside my life...

I get lonely sometimes.
So lonely I feel I could die...

There's a fine line between love and hate
The opposite of love is not hate but indifference...