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Traduction
The Ball of the Forgotten
When the pretenses are off,
Look around:
It's like something wakes up
On our cold faces.
Pushed by the decibels,
Attracted to the bottom,
Artificial paradises,
Let me invite you, come with me.
We shall be erased amidst the shadows
And recover our smiles when the dawn breaks.
We shall dance at the ball of the forgotten,
They say that the time there has stopped.
Synthetic fragrances,
When an instant is enough for us.
Hypnotic effect,
And suddenly, everything is forgotten.
Bring about a chance
To share what we are living,
Defy the silence
Of the internal nights.
It all fascinates me, really,
It makes me forget about sleep,
And every time I imagine
Sunsets.
When the rhythms reverberate, -
Hit by them flashing,
I am surprised every time
To find my bearings through them.
We shall be erased amidst the shadows
And recover our smiles when the dawn breaks.
We shall dance at the ball of the forgotten,
They say that the time there has stopped.
Synthetic fragrances,
When an instant is enough for us.
Hypnotic effect,
And suddenly, everything is forgotten.
Bring about a chance
To share what we are living,
Defy the silence
Of the internal nights.
Dancer_on_the_Glass✕
Paradis: Top 3
| 1. | Toi et moi |
| 2. | Instantané |
| 3. | Hémisphère |
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