À nos actes manqués [English translation]

To all my missed opportunities, my failures, my true suns (achievements?)

All those roads that have simply passed me by

To all those boats I’ve missed, and my sleepless nights

To everything that I have failed to be

To the misunderstandings, the lies, our silences

To all those moments I thought were being shared

To those things we voice out too quickly to actually mean them

To those conquests I never dared

To our missteps

Those lost years trying to resemble, in vain

To all the walls I wouldn’t have known how to break

To those things I failed to notice yet close to me, so very close

To those things that would have been better left ignored

To the world and its suffering, that doesn’t overwhelm me anymore

To the solo notes that I did not invent

To all those words that others have rhymed and that slay me

As many as all babies born

To our missteps

To the failed romances guilty of having loved too much

Faces and laces that have only ever been grazed

To the betrayals that I don’t really regret

To the living that we would rather have dead

To all those things finally happening to us, and are yet too late

To all the masks that we have had to fake

To our weaknesses, our forgetfulness, our despair

To those fears that we just cannot escape

To all our missteps