... que dans mes draps de chrysanthèmes, l'aube peine à me glisser doucement son requiem, ses poèmes adorés...

j'aime les paroles de chanson... et parfois certaines, pourtant anodines, me parlent...

Crazy
Crazy for feeling so lonely
Im crazy
Crazy for feeling so blue

I knew
You'd love me as long as you wanted
And then someday
You'd leave me for somebody new

Worry
Why do I let myself worry
Wonderin'
What in the world did I do?

Crazy
For thinking that my love could hold you
I'm crazy for tryin
Crazy for cryin
And I'm crazy
For lovin' you...

Crazy, Patsy Cline.