Author 'Bauds de l'air' (Id 80895 ) : Since that night, I drank more than one glass, S'matin, my head looks like my buttocks. In order to quickly s'finir a final joint ... As the dawn shivers, C ' Orange is the Sky Blues down in the middle, after a night to forget, mind, stunned by the quiet, gently takes consciousness. A dark blue eyes flooded hue And the life of color tints zombie. tablecloths fog, light , divaguent Along the landscape, already asleep effervescence gives way to melancholy, breathed last puffs, lucidity quite kidnapped. struck by the sinister icy blast, From the bottom of the heels until the top of the skull, Horizon orange blue atmosphere, The gradient echo in the depths of souls. While shivering dawn, It's Orange Sky Blues In the distance, the breath of air that pierces speed, sudden stops, only the cry of tires tearing the hearts betrayed stress.