À nos amours [English translation]

Your dreams have been sold.

Your fists squeezed

too many nails.

What are you thinking of?

Of our love.

All these things you've lost.

The knife thrown away

into the boundless emptiness.

To our love.

The era is dead

but since the bloody1 suns

of our love

still shine

I rest next to the hearth

of your eyes

writing words of legacy

for our love.

To our love

When the sky has burnt itself to exhaustion,

when alcohols lead the dance

of our love.

When the sap withdrew from the soil,

the muffled sobs on subway platforms

of our love.

When the weary drums beat only

to announce another war,

another love.

To the fragile ones weeping at the horizon

the ocean sings, or so they say

for our love

for our love

To our love

Your eyes have shed too many tears over these

mad ships with no place to drop the anchor

of our love

Directions are lost, seeking a harbour

Time is lost as are the friends we had

before our love.

Our oversized hearts starved on crumbs2

Mad ships on the ocean

of our love

To our griefs, to our joys

To our speeches

To our moments of loneliness, to our laughters

To our love

To our wars

To our delicate figures

To the sweat we poured on the drums

To our love

To our banners

To us and our sad 3

To the strength to love, always

To our love

To God, to your eyes,

to the burning4 of the fire

To our tragedies, to our farewells

To our love (x5)

1. "blood-colored"2. lit. "crumbs eaten away for too big hearts"3. the expected noun left missing on purpose. It's up to the reader to fill in the blank.4. unusual expression, meaning more precisely "to the part of fire that is burning"