La Frontiere Est Depassee [English translation]

My words shiver for your hands

Your hands shiver for the words

Like the illusions that we bury

Tomorrow seems too early yet

It would need dry wood

ashes and liters of water

to feed the embers of hope

It would never be too much

You look like a human

Full of liquid, a bit too much

This is the first time that we think

to think of us soon

It's so simple to stay

resistant to the right

Blowing up the rails of an only train

It's so simple to move forward

The border is passed

We would think us almost free

In the movements that we direct

in short toward the same idea

Thirsty of long flames

without descendants to swaddle

We come to see that only

we can look after that

The border is passed

We had to miss a life

Ours

It's like a part of your body

A part of an effort at the same time

At the same time

Your life, our life