L'homme et l'âme [English translation]

In the sand we print

Ruined castles

Like our souls

Like our souls

We love each other or we are damaged

But our actions draw

On our souls

On our souls

And if the soul is dear to man

Often the man cherishes the blade

Where the man put the blade

The soul set sail

They were called Maxime

Jessica, Martine

Poor souls

Poor souls

Is the world bending

Where the old man who is tired

From our souls

From our souls

And if the soul is dear to man

Often the man cherishes the blade

Where the man put the blade

The soul set sail

Why the heck

Why soul

Why fade

The man and the soul

The man and the soul

Why the heck

Why soul

Why fade

The man and the soul

The man and the soul

Why the heck

Why soul

Why fade

The man and the soul

The man and the soul

Why the heck

Why soul

Why fade

The man and the soul

The man and the soul

Why the heck

Why soul

Why fade

The man and the soul

The man and the soul

• Artist:Vianney
• Album:Vianney