Neige [English translation]

Yet another dream

That succumbs to the night

Unremittingly

The shadow grows

She could soon run short of air

In this lonely crossing.

Melancholia

In these towns where everything is buyable

Here these dreams are not for sale

Or a valiant crew, or even

A nice carriage.

She wants to see the vast meadows

Wants the infinite sky

The wild horses

She dreams of some hereafter.

Snow

Shivers on the world

Coming in a procession

Falls the white winter coat that protects her

It is like a spell

Like a cold kiss on bare skin.

A murmur

Fog of asphalt

On the walls

Words that hurt her

She could soon run short of air

In this lonely crossing.

Here everything is grey and dull

Dust and boredom

And eternally

She dreams of some hereafter.

Snow

Shivers on the world

Coming in a procession

Falls the white winter coat that protects her

It is like a spell

Like a cold kiss on bare skin.

• Artist:Cécile Corbel
• Album:La Fiancée