The Posthumous Waltz

It's the first beat of the waltz that every hope promised us

Because at the first beat of the waltz, we all are at Arcadie

Since the second beat of the waltz, the fear of living seizes us

Because since the second beat of the waltz, it was heaven

So we go, we come back, we dream or we believe, sometimes we like to pay for the place

So we search and we find, it depends on cases but the waltz is always there

It's at the third beat of the waltz that we finally believe we know how to dance

But at the third beat of the waltz, there, all is breathless

It's at the third beat of the waltz that we, I start to fly

But at the third beat of the waltz, the loop is curled

So we don't take anything by the fingertips anymore, but with palms and we don't let it slip

Suddenly, we kneel down and we know that my faith is never too late

So we live that breath with all we have, we open our eyes, we open our arms

Then we softly return on our feet and the waltz goes one, two, three

There are just only three beats in the waltz but these three beats took us

There are just only three beats in the waltz, it's quite short but it's also...

So these three beats of the waltz which resemble my life

I dedicate my errors, the sighs of my chilled heart

Original lyrics

La Valse posthume

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Idioms from "La Valse posthume"

1.	du bout des doigts

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