Ciel noir [English translation]

Writing is the first act of a man deprived of his freedom

I have the names of prisoners engraved on the walls of jails as my witness

Pure as young love

The whispers grow louder, no sooner do we live that we die

Tis the sound of caves going back up and disturbing these fucking residents

Had to cheat the system to get away, fuck the subway and its full rates

Word in the streets about me is: « You’re hotheaded » but the saddest part about life

Isn’t things happening to you, but rather nothing happening at all

When one of my people gets tired, we take turns

And if one of my people falls, we get them back up

But if one of my people leaves, I can’t get over it

Although I’m sure we leave behind these grounds to better rise again

We’ll be there for his mama, one of my people falls, we get him back up

We’ll be there for his mama, we only leave to better rise again

The body’s identified by the coroner

When only yesterday he was playing soccer

You need some cojones when life comes to hit you hard

One more torn page, one more sin atoned for before rebirth

You wanna make money and be crowned king?

You wanna kick down all doors for that breeze

No, no, not honest yet, I confess, I’m heartbroken

Love’s my only cure, I only have water but

I have my pack behind me, but some deceive me

Telling me we are miles away from being reborn

When your lucky star is modest, a dark sky

A tear that purifies your pupils, an addict retrieves

A razor blade we’ll speak of much later, but that for now

Only carves « Help » in the public bathroom

Whatcha even know about guys who get high ?

Survival is worth a suffering addict

A man alone with only a razor blade, and suddenly his soul leaves

Suffocating under the sound of an opened can

We leave to rise again

Winding paths or decent ones

Everybody leaves to rise again

Who’s gonna be there for his mother ?

Love is my cure

We leave to rise again, dark sky, dark sky

Two, three, four...

Ah ahhh ah ah ohhh

Diabi, tell me when it’s good

Ah ahhh ah ahhh ah

Above the clouds, the sun shines

Back on earth, the sky is dark, a mother buries her dead

All in this together, but where do we go ?

We’re all blind passengers

Passerbyes wear masks and devour it all, like a mass

That looks like No-Face from Spirited Away

Demons congregate around the body we pick up

And the blood look black under the revolving light

They only think about the money so watch me grab them euros

I’m at the top and I’ve become a lion

Love is an essence

Death is birth

One day, there won’t be anything left of these

Nothing left of these fading horizons

Nothing left of our mothers, of our sons, of my music

Only these spitting volcanoes

And no more lightning striking

No more flowers nor a grain of salt

And no more clouds falling onto us

When concrete golems rise up to the sky

There will only be trembling stars

Falling into these vanishing galaxies

No time, no dimension, no meaning

The universe will go back to what it was before its birth

A dark sky