D'alcool et de paysages [English translation]

The more the years go by, the less I understand things

The less I find the answers, to my own questions

Time hence told me, and then the roses wither

Thought one regards as sure, and others oppose them

So I come to put my mouth on yours

It's the only truth, our touching lips

I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight

The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me

Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day

I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning

Especially not to die, without the heat of the day

The sunsets on the sea, to kindle the love

We miss limbos and bottomless deep wells

For the gods and the Olympus, will never be right

They don't want the cold, or to know the weather

To have only once, to make us alive

I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight

The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me

Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day

I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning

I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight

The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me

Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day

I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning

I'm no longer fleeing the storm, I want to fight

The flowers wither on the shore, but to better dissolve me

Of alcohol and of scenery, I distill the day

I distill the clouds, stripped by the lightning

• Artist:Tim Dup
• Album:La course follie