Tous les cris les SOS [English translation]

Like a crazy man goes and throws into the sea

Empty bottles and then hopes

That someone will be able to read through

SOS written with air

to tell you I feel alone

I draw with empty ink

a desert

and I’m running

I hitch (fasten) myself to the life

I get drunk with the noise

of bodies all around me

like creepers tied to braids

without understanding distress

of the words that I throw

Difficult to call for help

When so many dramas oppress us

and tears tied with stress

Cover a little bit more cries of love

of those who are in weakness

and in a last hope

vanish

and I’m running

I hitch myself to the life

I get drunk with the noise

of bodies all around me

like creepers tied to braids

without understanding distress

of the words that I throw

Every cry and SOS

go away in the air

In water just let a mark

which foams make the beauty

prisoner in their glass ship

The messages fight

but the waves bring them back

in star stones on the rocks

And I’ve collected pieces of glas

I’ve patched things up

Everything was clear like water

Againt past, there is nothing to do

Heroes ought to be removed

In a world where the most beautiful

remains to be done

and I’m running

I hitch myself to the life

I get drunk with the noise

of bodies all around me

like creepers tied to braids

without understanding distress

of the words that I throw

Every cry and SOS

go away in the air

In water just let a mark

which foams make the beauty

prisoner in their glass ship

The messages fight

but the waves bring them back

in star stones on the rocks