Du rouge et des passions [English translation]

Look over there, into the distance,

The swell of the sea

She is making music

And playing her greatest arias

She speaks a language

From another time

Which you can make up

If it feels good to you.

You can put whatever you want in it

Some red and passions

Some mauve and sorrows

Some coral feelings

Childhood memories

Cursed comets

And lost loves

The sea washes the souls clean

Listen to her, listen to her

Damn it, listen to her

Nothing attaches me

Everything holds me back

Look over there, into the distance,

Suns brushing against each other

Burning and then moving away

We shall leave like they do

Scalded up to our screams

With stars all over our faces

And the sea in our voices

Do you know her made-up language ?

I shall teach you about men

What you ought to see in them

So that you can love yourself better

So that you can feel alive

At least standing on your feet

You will take flight

As far as you can

And I shall love you from down below

My star is following your lead

My kite-like face

Your open-air heart

That's it, I am your hand

The road is so long

The road is so long

To be swept off your feet

Nothing attaches me

Everything holds me back

Nothing makes sense

A new day is begining, the other is fading away

• Artist:Cyril Mokaiesh
• Album:Du rouge et des passions