Auteur : Cazey
Date de création : 20-06-2010
Nameless boy
(J'espère que la plupart d'entre vous se débrouilleront assez en anglais pour comprendre! )
Nameless boy.
Nameless boy's just in front of me.
I don't know him personally;
I just see him around school, smiling sweetly.
He usually goes unnoticed, talks quietly.
He hangs out with awkward kids, mostly;
And with no doubt I'd say: so is he.
Then I noticed him eventually,
One day that I would now call lucky,
Because as I kept looking silently,
I realized that this boy somehow was pretty.
Nameless boy does not seem special,
But there's something I like about him:
He's quiet, and I want to hear him talk.
I don't know Nameless boy.
He's this guy you pass by and don't even see,
And I know most people wouldn't agree;
But he makes my heart stop and my head swing
Cause in all his banality he's got this something
That makes him more than just ordinary to me;
Yes, Nameless boy is unusually pretty.
Nameless boy's in front of me again.
I'm watching the way he moves: it's insane
But it really is captivating.
He's oblivious to the way I'm staring,
Even though I just can't look away
And staring feels like yelling in a way.
Like shouting out loud how beautiful he is,
How simply his smile can make me freeze.
He's got bags under his eyes, and messy hair I wanna draw.
He's so skinny that it struck me when I first saw.
Nameless boy does not seem special,
But there's something I like about him;
He's not perfect and I want to tell him he is.
I don't know Nameless boy.
He's this guy you pass by and don't even see,
And I know most people wouldn't agree;
But he makes my heart stop and my head swing
Cause in all his banality he's got this something
That makes him more than just ordinary to me;
Yes, Nameless boy is unusually pretty.
Nameless boy passes me by.
I stare until he disappears; and oh my,
All I wanna do is follow and make him turn around,
Make him look into my eyes without a sound.
When I look away I can still see him, all thin,
Fragile shape, round cheeks and pale skin.
And I know it's stupid to think this way,
'Cause I'll never tell him anyway,
But his eyes are soft, his dark hair a bit curly,
And his lips looks oh so sweet and rosy.
Nameless boy does not seem special,
But there's something I like about him;
He's handsome and I feel like kissing him.
I don't know Nameless boy.
He's this guy you pass by and don't even see,
And I know most people wouldn't agree;
But he makes my heart stop and my head swing.
Cause in all his banality he's got this something
That makes him more than just ordinary to me;
Yes, Nameless boy is unusually pretty.
Now he's not nameless anymore.
But as I go to walk out the door,
I realize in two months he'll be gone.
And I know I'll be crying for him at dawn,
Because weirdly, as I keep looking his way,
I notice the sky seems less and less grey.
So I'm desperate to stay here,
To go whisper this song in his ear,
And hopefully make him breathless..
Cause then, I could hope not to stay nameless.
(D'abord une première version écrite le 14/10/14, en première.
Puis cette version modifiée, très améliorée et définitivement terminée le 01/04/15, toujours en première.)