We could hear it from afar crashing against the earth
Foaming with anger at being thus rejected
At the foot of poor dunes, on unworthy rocks
Yet it was so powerful, so willing

We ran on the dunes and it appeared
And sometimes it deigned to cover us with foam
One of these blue-gray days when its anger rose
Against the earth and the moods of the moon

The ocean

It never ended like the distant life
That we would have when later we would have to be old
It never ended like the thousand weeks
When September passed and all the fires went out

The fires that the salt water stoked in us
That the children of Aeolus kept furious
This sweet violence that burned our eyes
As soon as we entered it and it drowned our sorrows

The ocean

If my lifeline were to break
I would like to have time to finish
To climb on the dune and see it foam
I would like to finish watching the ocean

Like when we ran and it appeared
And we shouted with joy, drunk with its anger
We were not afraid of it and we were proud of it
It was the same anger that rose in us

The ocean

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