Des armes [English translation]

Some weapons, nice ones, shiny ones

Ones you have to clean often for the pleasure

& you have to caress as for the pleasure

The other, the one that makes dream the communicants

Some weapons blue like the earth

Some you have to keep warm deep in the soul

In the eyes, in the heart, in the arms of a woman

You keep deep in yourself like you keep a mystery

Some you have to keep warm deep in the soul

In the eyes, in the heart, in the arms of a woman

You keep deep in yourself like you keep a mystery

Weapons, at secret of the days

Under the grass, in the sky & in the writing

Some that make you dream very late in the readings

& put poetry into the speeches

Weapons, weapons, weapons

& some poets on the trigger

To light the fire on the last cigarettes

At the end of a French vers, shinning like a tear

• Artist:Noir Désir
• Album:Des visages des figures