La part d'ombre [English translation]

An old bench on the sea front,

I sit to look straight ahead,

to feel, to keep quiet,

to listen to the secrets of the wind.

That is when she stepped forth

and sat by my side. Looking confident,

she indroduced herself.

"I am your dark side, remember".

Oh, on this evening, where all mystery ends,

heads and tails,

my peaceful and warring parts

faced each other.

For too long in pain

they ruled agains each other.

Too much excess, too much fear,

could it be they would agree today?

My dark side was back,

was it under a truce flag?

Me, I had thought for long

she would grow tired.

This wounded part from now on

I hold her gently in my arms.

I do not hear the wind anymore,

I can hear my heart beating.

Oh, on this evening, where all mystery ends,

heads and tails,

my peaceful and warring parts

faced each other.

For too long in pain

they ruled agains each other.

Too much excess, too much fear,

could it be they would agree today?

Me, I am made as much of day as of night,

I feel this need for a balance,

warmth is rain,

silence is noise.

Between shadow and light I feel alive.

An old bench on the sea front,

I sit to look straight ahead,

to feel, to keep quiet,

to listen to the secrets of the wind.

That is when she stepped forth

and sat by my side, just there.

It is me who spoke to her.

"I am your bright side, follow me".