Maybe a journey by feet to Mars
begins from your shoes -
I have two tickets to I don't know where.
Maybe a bit of wind is enough -
the square is empty, a beach
will be a beautiful place even if it's raining.
We're far away from everything,
from the games of the world
and the sign of a bar.
It's a supernova...
Like ghosts of August
on an asphalt sea;
don't you see that we're an island?
Chorus:
And now, where to go?
We keep waking up tonight -
it's a distant song like us.
And now, where to go?
We'll wait here for September
as if the summer never ended...
Maybe if you close your eyes, it leaves;
those who fly don't leave footprints;
we would be small, seen from here.
We're far away from time,
we shout in silence -
a desert or a town.
There's no one in here...
Echo of a passing train
Our promise,
don't you see that we're an island?
Chorus:
And now, where to go?
We keep waking up tonight -
it's a distant song like us.
And now, where to go?
We'll wait here for September
as if the summer never ended...
We're two strangers,
maybe a bit closer
to the moon who looks at here already...
The streets are asleep;
if you want to become a single shadow,
you'll find a dawn...
Chorus: (x2)
And now, where to go?
We keep waking up tonight -
it's a distant song like us.
And now, where to go?
We'll wait here for September
aa if the summer never ended...