Les impatients [English translation]

Where are the impatient ones going down the river

To swim, in a hurry, in the heart of the current

Without regards to the helm and the ultimate test

Of the freshwater beaten by the great ocean

They had no boat and the wind was contrary

They had nowhere to settle their roots

In the heart of the sun their gazes were fixed

Their lungs longed for the sea breeze

They crossed the intact electrical dam

The hands of many friends tied like a net

They shrugged of the pathetic adive with smiles

The advice of old willows weep over their silted lives

Be wary of the lighthouse and its glass eye

A trap for so many birds lured by its light

Be wary of the code and the game of light

Where too many blackouts hide the truth

They looked in their hearts for an explosion of joy

And the wave passed over uncharted islands

And the tidal wave that sweeps and drowns

All this spewed by distorted wrecks

From the first moment of old fractures

They managed to leave over and over again, they came

The origin of fire of their very nature

They managed to search over and over again, they found it again

You burn, they said, a candle at both ends

But two flames, is it too much for those adventurers?

One glows in the dark and the other is a spark

That sprung forth from a fire of love that can burn everything

Where are the impatient ones going down the river

To swim, in a hurry, in the heart of the current

Without regards to the bar and the ultimate test

Of the freshwater beaten by the great ocean

• Artist:Graeme Allwright