D'alcool et de paysages [English translation]
D'alcool et de paysages [English translation]
The more the years go by, the less I understand things
The less I find the answers, to my own questions
Time hence told me, and then the roses wither
Thought one regards as sure, and others oppose them
So I come to put my mouth on yours
It's the only truth, our touching lips
I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight
The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me
Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day
I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning
Especially not to die, without the heat of the day
The sunsets on the sea, to kindle the love
We miss limbos and bottomless deep wells
For the gods and the Olympus, will never be right
They don't want the cold, or to know the weather
To have only once, to make us alive
I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight
The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me
Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day
I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning
I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight
The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me
Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day
I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning
I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight
The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me
Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day
I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning
- Artist:Tim Dup
- Album:La course follie