Chanson d'été [English translation]

The lengthy lament

Of autumn

Violins

Fills my heart

With a sluggish

Dullness

Suffocating

And drained, when

The hour sounds,

I remember

Long bygone days

And I weep.

And I drift

In the evil wind

That sweeps me away

Here and there

Just like

A dead leaf

In summer I’ll come back

As a newborn baby

To tap deep down your bones

The summer light

The imperfect tense

To conjugate as a more than present

To find the gold now

That hides deep down my bones

To be and to have been lost for so long

In another dimension like a spirit

Top-to-tail

To be and to have been

A ghost of flesh and blood

Humming a summer song

For all eternity

A summer song