Translation of Libre from French to English
In the mud we make litter
Filled with shadows and columbines
We make our beds thinking back to yesterday's world
That raises us and brings us down
I imagine a field of lavender on the ground where we lie
Flowers on the mire, a cult where pigs bathe
The night, I believe, is finally over
I remember
But like a veil of white silk
My short memory
To the revenge of your purple fingers
Remains hooked
But like a veil of white silk
My short memory
To the revenge of your purple fingers
Remains hooked
You, who pass freely
Remember
You, who pass freely
Remember
That all this happened
Remember
Remember
Remember
Remember me
The blue moon backlights
Our dreams, our frightened dreams
Heaps of dust against high winds and tides
That raise us and bring us down
I see the dilapidated shelter again
The laughing skies in bursts
The rain, the rubble under the bare bark of our heads
The night, I believe, is finally over
Everything comes back to me
We are far from having arrived
Where the Horo sleeps, where we know how to coax
Where the water runs
Where the lavas break your soul
Zephyrs tear, balloons burst
We are far from having arrived
To swallow the salvos that pierce the perishable night
Let's go everywhere, let's go home
This god that no one sees
Come on, children let's lie down
In the grass one more time
Under the ill-licked Great Bear
Where is this God that no one sees
Come on, let's lie down together
In the grass one more time
But like a veil of white silk
My short memory
To the revenge of your purple fingers
Remains hooked
You who pass freely
Remember
You who pass freely
Remember
That all this happened
Remember
Remember
Remember
Soon everything in me will have masters
It's funny, parcels flatten
I didn't pack a suitcase
Observe the sky, its malice
Already I feel there
Already I feel far
Already I feel elsewhere
Now, I'm going back
Let's play short straw
Let's resume our mad race
Where we left it
Just after the first cut
Near the mile, is he crying
Like a gong
Near the mile, is he crying
Armed in the night
Dishonored, but fulfilled
Armed in the night
Dishonored, but fulfilled
Let's play short straw
Let's resume the mad race
Where they stopped
The man alone
Already I feel there
Already I feel far
Already I feel nothing
Here I am going back
Armed in the night
Dishonored, but fulfilled
Armed in the night
Dishonored, but fulfilled