Tu dors [English translation]

You sleep or perhaps you are feigning death

I have no more news of you

Images to be shovelled up, images on the escalator

Come back to me – I cast a spell on them

I take them, I put them outside

I stay on the raised platform

Ahead of the line of flight

I take the steering-wheel

Taking care when driving

I turn, I turn, I turn

You in the place of death

I beg you to wake up, you who sleep

I take on myself all the sins

And all the sacrifices. But there you sleep.

We return quickly to neutral gear

And everyone in his corridor

Has his mind set at ease in this setting

Ahead of the line of flight

I take the steering-wheel

Taking care when driving

I turn, I turn, I turn

I no longer have a mentor

Perhaps I have the devil in my body

I have to open the window-blinds

To touch the unusual

When you yourself sleep

Do I feel remorse?

Are we in dissension?

Or tied by a gold ring?

Ahead of the line of flight

I take the steering-wheel

Taking care when driving

I turn, I turn, I turn

More and more

You sleep but do you think I’m still dreaming?

Or am I going to go overboard?

What has happened to all our efforts?

You sleep; I have turned on the transistor radio

And I have turned the sound up very loud

For good or ill

Ahead of the line of flight

I take the steering-wheel

Taking care when driving

I turn, I turn, I turn

More and more

• Artist:La Grande Sophie
• Album:Nos histoires (2015)