Here we are, you and I on our summit
Those two mountains of pride to lift
Who's to blame, this blame we keep throwing back to one another
Will the first to jump be the buffoon, the king?
After us comes the flood
To let ourselves fall
To hurtle down to a refuge, until we forget ourselves
My love, there's no one in sight
There's only time, this murderer
There's no one here, there are no seasons anymore
Why should we listen in vain to the cruel weather forecasts?
To me, making love under bad weather
Is as pleasing
Here we are, watching for who's going to fall first
And in doing so, will break the link, sitting on the edge of the abyss
We will learn
There are only moutains which do not meet
Way too proud to take a single step
After us comes the flood
To let ourselves fall
To hurtle down to a refuge, until we forget ourselves
My love, there's no one in sight
There's only time, this murderer
There's no one here, there are no seasons anymore
Why should we listen in vain to the cruel weather forecasts?
To me, making love under bad weather
Is as pleasing [x2]