Yann Tiersen - Break up lyrics

(Yann Tiersen - chant: Claire Pichet) Windows, doors, walls and carpets, chairs, tables and flowers, bread, wine bu*ter and jam, fries, meat, beans and all spices I've lost the taste of these things for two weeks now I'm just waiting for a cup of dirty snow Airports, railroad stations, highways, streets and foggy lines Traffic, lights, cars and planes, boats, bicycles and walkers Now I'm wondering, blind, in the city I'm surrounded by towers, made of dirty snow Faces, ears and bellies, backsides, legs, fingers and feet Sweat, tears, dripping bodies, parties, someone is f**ed up Now I'm quiet in this snow, snowy country I'm hanging on until I am old, just older than now