La mémoire des rochers [English translation]

Throwing the dagger

Into the dark of the shadow of the imprisoned fire

Counting the waves

All the way to the cliffs of a secret country

Passing the ring

To the captain of dreams who

Descends

The white toys

The promises and the winds that I have

Engraved, in the memory of the rocks

My nights of desires

The breathing giant

Engraved, in the memory of the rocks

The silence of my wars

In a foreign land

Touching the stars

The sugar seas that dance for me

Banish the Vestal Virgins

To the sacred rivers which smell of kings

And feed his fire

Until the departure of the dream-merchant

Who descends

On the white altar

The promises and the winds that I have

(*)

In a foreign land

In a foreign language