Les Éphérites [English translation]

Why must we always be stronger than ourselves?

Why must we always keep the faith?

When with each coming day

With each passing day

Our skins crack

Our bones are ground

I dream of the day when everything collapses

When our bodies turn into diamonds

I dream of the day of the great tomorrow

Of the existence at the end of the road

Why must we always be taller?

Why must we always be ahead?

Even in the face of unhappiness

When the sun goes down

Even in the face of the Epherites1 of the tremors

Is it to counter death

To escape the curse

That we insist on being

The most spectacular of beings?

And if the love of tomorrow was great,

Why should I always be ahead?

And if the love of tomorrow was great,

Why should we always take the lead?

1. Whatever an 'éphérite' may be.