Des paysages dessinent ton visage
J’inonde ta peau de mes larmes de sel

Et je berce doucement ton image

Dans le creux de mon âme temporelle

J’entends le train de ta nuit envahir

Notre chambre embrumée de silence

Des ailes dans un souffle écorchent mon désir

Où trouverai-je la force providence ?

Ris mon ange, abreuve-toi de mon sel

Et quand ton aile effleurera ma joue

Quand ton souffle éteindra l’étincelle

D’or sera parée ma nuit éternelle.

Landscapes describe your face

I flood your skin with my salty tears

And I gently cradle your image

In the hollow of my temporal soul

I can hear the night train invading

Our bedroom in a mist of silence

Wings with one breath scorch my desire

Where dear providence, will I find the strength?

Laugh my angel, drink in my salt

And when your wings brushes against my cheek

When your breath puts out the candle

With gold my eternal night will attired

It’s not the same game
Now you’re really down

You try to keep safe again

Turn your life around

She told you to be better

She told you to be someone

You looked away tried to linger

And required to be alone

She told you to be angry

She told you to be calm

You ran away when you saw the fire

Drifted away from your own home

It’s not the same game

Now you’re really down

You try to keep safe again

Turn your life around

Songs ring out inside his walls

Feels like a stranger in his house

A day among the unknown

Just tryin’ to be the perfect spouse

You’re not the same boy

Now you feel the pressure

You’re not overjoyed

But you deal with censure

She told you to be better

She told you to be someone

You looked away tried to linger

And required to be alone

She told you to be angry

She told you to be calm

You ran away when you saw the fire

Drifted away from your own home

Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language Holds the for to be safe in
Winter’s coming, dreams
are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to wauk in any direction To find a peaceful place dreams
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up hiz werld of certainties
Jimmy talks, of a future time
He’s floating around some situations And seems to be all worn out
Summer’s coming, his dreams are faded now He carries on wandering the streets
Looking for some kind of clues
Jimmy thinks, time can heal his wounds He learns to speak a foreign language And holds the fort to be safe in
Winter’s coming, his dreams are smashed to smithereens
Too tired to walk in any direction
To find a peaceful place
He’s running around
And trying to find some new stories He’s goes back and forth
Gives up his world of certainties