Near of the stone eruptions
And frozen matters
I watch the time
And the curved line of traumas/futures
Seeking the present object
My body lost itself in the shades
Of a burning city
Heat emissions
Bright colors saturate my eyes
Saturate my eyes
Behind the horizon
Where the sky caresses the earth/stars
When the red sun dies
And takes us in his sleep
I try to keep the reflections
When the red sun dies
There were so many times
There were so many…
Times
Without connections with life
I only thought of the past
To make a future
I only thought of a past
To make a ****ing future
I missed so many times to ****
It's not a question of luck
Behind the horizon
Where the sky caresses the earth/stars
When the red sun dies
And takes us…
And takes us in his sleep
I stayed here
With the last kiss of our love
To understand myself
And I created a new fate
Moving the masses
Drawing the new centers of gravity
To forgive the past of a conditioned future
Behind the horizon
Where the sky caresses the earth/stars
When the red sun dies
And takes us in his sleep
I try to keep the reflections
When the red sun dies
Lyrics by Philippe Charny Dewandre