Luyện nghe bài hát L'Ataraxie

Every day this nausea of is growing
Deep inside my sickening
Like a cancer torments weaken me
And will endanger my life someday

Too to confess these sufferings
I keep on walking with these thorns my feet
Yet the wounds are there and torture me
Finally they completly infected

So many loveless nights I have
all the tears from my body
So many I have tried to hide
These signs of weaknesses on my

Je voudrais atteindre que je mrite tant.
L'absence d'motions dans me mourante
Qui saura me enfin de ces tourments.