Les vents contraires [English translation]

Lying down under the pouring rain,

Worry1 barely

Diluted in my soul,

Effused in the air

In the mist on the windows,

There's a remnant of your lips,

Some chrysanthemums

From a merry Christmas

Find the mistake

When your heart is exploded, exploded in the four corners of the world

It's the headwinds phenomenon

Mourn, mourn the ridicule of the sky,

The man without news

I shouted you on every roof

Until I lost my breath,

Until I got a cold

That no fire can ease

I wandered on the boulevards,

Rented the hotel rooms

Where I still see you

Dancing on the chairs

Find the mistake

When your heart is exploded, exploded in the four corners of the world

It's the headwinds phenomenon

Mourn, mourn the ridicule of the sky,

The man without news

Find the mistake

When your heart is exploded, exploded in the four corners of the world

It's the headwinds phenomenon

Mourn, mourn the ridicule of the sky,

The man without news

1. Lit.: 'Blood ink'.

• Artist:Kyo
• Album:L'équilibre (2014)