Fondu au noir [English translation]

sleep, the sorrow has passed and you enter the dance

The worst aside, you sell yourself to the rhythm

you sow happiness with each step you take

and with your return life resumes its pace

of course you pass like the wind, in a world without music

Devoid of your shades, a bit too specific

you swim in pain and it's nearly time

to close your eyes in the death which awaits you

And if it hurts, it's because he doesn't understand

that no-one has swum in your heart for a long time

And if it hurts, it's because he doesn't see you

while you smile finally will fade

Sleep the sorrow has passed, it will not recapture you

Breathless, you are no longer its bait

your sadness is faded with the madness of others

who will forget very quickly that you are not one of us

And if it hurts, it's because he doesn't understand

that no-one has swum in your heart for a long time

And if it hurts, it's because he doesn't see you

while your smile finally will fade.