Immortel [English translation]

The thing that weakens me slowly turns

this tired mask into this unsettling reflection

From now on my future moves forth,

relentless and cruel, leaving me no time.

Ye whirlwind of remains that never settles

you'll darken our lives and we will hope

for some respite for times to come

that we will flee together, never to return

You are my immortal and my faithful angel

Under a trickle of light I give you my wings

The machine speeding on an endless track

whence so many fate forsaken breaths fall

So if you come back bruised from your youth

one evening you'll rise, greyed by weakness

You shall fear no more these long streams of promises,

those easily sold to eternal sleepers,

for nothing is more sacred than the fact that I was aware of

every second, without fail and without a glance back

You are my immortal and my faithful angel

Under a trickle of light I give you my wings

You are my immortal and my faithful angel

Under a trickle of light I give you my wings

• Artist:Dernière Volonté
• Album:Immortel