Songe D'un Matin D'été [English translation]

A beautiful summer on a beach where the sun wakes us up

Your hidden eyes on the horizon are asking me a million questions

And in the sand, glued to me, a big razor rusted with salt

I will rule in the open air, the ultimate breath of this awakening

A foot in the water, head in the air, it's indeed hell that you caress

To tighten the hands against your heart and rip apart all your promises

You know paradise on Earth is only a hope in the darkness

I will wait for you on this beach where the sun puts me to sleep

Hey!

A beautiful summer on a beach where the sun wakes us up

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• Artist:Dernière Volonté
• Album:Commémoration