Nuit 17 à 52 [English translation]

There, from the seventeenth night to the twenty second we have been there

You untied the elongated cold of the ornaments

You untied the elongated cold of the ornaments

Me, I was in a huff where I didn't seem like me

Fiftieth night, I pushed the blood and the faith

Fiftieth night, I pushed the blood and the faith

I want it open, so cut it open

Cut it open so you could see through it

And now I'm lace-like for the rain to come through

I believe

the numbers are against the oblivion

And I already hated

the rueful fifty third night

Fifty second night, you seemed so threatened

Greedy winds came dispersedly

Greedy winds came dispersedly

Thirtieth, your pure darkness is your revenge

In the early morning the horizon is tilted

In the early morning the horizon is tilted

You want it open, so I cut it open

Cut it open for you to see through me

And now I'm lace-like for the rain come through

I believe

the numbers are against the oblivion

And I already hated

the rueful fifty third night

• Artist:Christine and the Queens
• Album:Chaleur humaine