On your left he will take place
In your hear he will whisper :
"Wait for me, and don't forget me,
don't forget me,
don't forget me."
He is there in your sleep,
you can ask him for advices.
He will say "Nothing matters under the sun,
under the sun."
The Ankou is a whirlwind
shining on the horizon1.
He will scatter you, soulless,
in heavens, on earth, and beyond.
He is there, and not there at all.
He is hunting you, he drives you mad.
He will be there to meet you,
to meet you,
to meet you.
The Ankou is a whirlwind
shining on the horizon.
You'll turn into a mist in the end,
even if you don't know it.
The Ankou is a whirlwind
shining on the horizon.
He will turn you as cold
as the stone lying over you.
1. the "Ankou" is the harbinger of death in Britanny's folklore. He is sometimes pictured as a shadow wielding a scythe, sometimes as an old man, sometimes as the "classic" Grim Reaper