My body sort of lays around.
And my mind explodes a bit.
I am tired.
Tired of always running
Without ever breaking through
Everything is done
My love...
The days pass
And they seem the same
Blending all together/
I am lost in a forest.
My life is exhausted and blind
With no more starting blare.
[Chorus]
Tell me and assure me
Sing into my ears again
As if all is going well
Take my body against yours
Take my soul, keep it well
Console me and sing again
I dream of silence
And of piece throughout my being.
I dream of being still.
Still of resting,
Nothing more than smiles
In your carousel
[Chorus]
Tell me and assure me
Sing into my ears again
As if all is going well
Take my body against yours
Take my soul, keep it well
Console me and sing again
Il est un peu difficile de traduire "l'écho du coup de départ" car en anglais, on utilise "blare gun" ou "starting fire" pour exprimer la même chose, qui est la bruit au départ d'une course de Track, par exemple.