| This place is full of memories
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| A movement to the scars
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| Nothing means anything anymore
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| Tell the name of time
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| Call it time, call it space
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| Space, place
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| A place of ashes full of eyes
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| Of eyes
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| From there I will be born
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| From there I will be born
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| Again, and again, and again…
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| Please, find a way
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| Cause all is black
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| Is this home?
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| «Can you wake up?
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| You wake up and you remember you were dreaming
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| You remember you were dreaming
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| You were dreaming, you were dreaming, you were dreaming
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| You were awfully dreaming!
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| Awfully dreaming…»
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| This place is full of memories
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| A movement to the scars…
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| Time
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| Call it time, call it space
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| Space, place
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| A place of ashes full of eyes
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| Of eyes
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| From there I will be born
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| From there I will be born
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| Again, and again, and again…
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| No more clarity in his sad eye
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| His brain is motionless now
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| Sparse his memory
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| That as the day
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| Born to disappear, disappear
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| Now you know
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| That I’ve been there
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| And nothing can change
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| «Il m’a regardé un moment en silence
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| Il avait les yeux pleins de larmes
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| Il s’est détourné et il a disparu
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| Lui parti, j’ai retrouvé le calme.»
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| No more clarity in his sad eye
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| His brain is motionless now
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| Sparse his memory
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| Born to disappear
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| «Et moi aussi, je me suis senti prêt à tout revivre
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| Comme si cette grande colère m’avait purgé du mal
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| Vidé d’espoir
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| Devant cette nuit chargée de signes et d'étoiles
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| Je m’ouvrais pour la première fois
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| À la tendre indifférence du monde
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| J’ai senti que j’avais été heureux, et que je l'étais encore
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| À ce moment, et à la limite de la nuit, des sirènes ont hurlé
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| Elles annonçaient des départs pour un monde
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| Qui maintenant m'était à jamais indifférent.»
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| Tell me
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| You who stayed down there
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| Am I leaving?
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| Tell me
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| How is it down there?
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| Do you see me?
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| «Et à la limite de la nuit, des sirènes ont hurlé
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| Elles annonçaient des départs pour un monde
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| Qui maintenant m'était à jamais indifférent.»
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| In the sky
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| There is an opened eye
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| Layed, he is ready to die
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| Please, please don’t go by
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| 'Cause, 'cause there’s no horse to ride
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| You’re walking
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| On a feed of leaves
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| They are black and dry
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| They are a mother and a child
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| Please, release
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| Please, release your dead now
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| «Pour que tout soit consommé, pour que je me sente moins seul
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| Il me restait à souhaiter
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| Qu’il y ait beaucoup de spectateurs
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| Le jour de mon exécution
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| Et qu’ils m’accueillent avec des cris de haine.»
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| I can feel it’s crackling, it’s crackling
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| The skin of earth is fading
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| Waiting for the sun
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| They swallow the light
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| Run, waiting
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| Tomorrow, waiting
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| Come on and run
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| Waiting for tomorrow
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| Please don’t go by
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| They name it
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| As if each one was the last
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| As if each one was the only
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| As if each one was a part of me
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| «Si j'étais un homme…
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| Sans doute je ferai les choses que vous me dites
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| Mais les pauvres bêtes
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| Ne savent que se coucher par terre… Et mourir.» |