Rafale De Vent [English translation]

I have met some, the lives

I've done some, the seasons

I got through the night,

I spun my jacket

And yet ... and yet, it was there

I've spent some, the moons

in questioning tomorrow

I've known some, the girls

who do not understand anything

And yet, it was there, in front of me

I had forgotten

The humour of a summer

And yet it is so good to think

That a gust of wind

Could carry everything,

We could take

And yet it is so good to dream,

At the dawn of a day past

That a wave or the wind

Could sweep everything

Blows ... the reality

I’ve kept in the heart,

A bright hope

Besides some perfumes

To my old happy days

Everything is there, just there, under your eyes

A sunset

A bit of grass to smoke

A few faithful friends,

A handful of projects

That does me, like a rooftop

I work all year

For my freedom

And yet it is so good to think

That a gust of wind

Could carry everything,

We could take

And yet it is so good to dream,

At the dawn of a day past

That a wave or the wind

Could sweep everything

Blows, sweeps, wipes off

Overlook ... that bloody reality

And yet it is so good to think

That a gust of wind

Could carry everything

We could take

And yet it is so good to dream

At the dawn of a day past

That a wave or the wind

Could brushes off everything

And yet it is so good to think

And yet it is so good to dream,

At the dawn of a day past

That a wave or the wind

Could sweep everything

Blows ... the reality