Paroles et traduction Aaron - Odyssée

Odyssée

J′avais l'âme aiguisée, pointue comme la lumière
Mes idées réfractées réfléchissaient la mer
Libre comme l′eau enroulée, déroulée sur ma peau
Noir, comme le fruit que tu appelles "nuit"

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Gonna come to me?

J'avais l'âme aiguisée, pointue comme la lumière
Mes idées réfractées réfléchies sur la mer
Et sous moi, les courants aussi puissants que silencieux
Comme des autoroutes de vides où serpente l′invisible
Je glisse comme je m′élève, tout nu, tu m'as vu
Et je glisse comme je m′élève, tout nu, tu m'as eu
Au panthéon du vide, un costard sur mesure
Pour épaules fracassées par nos journées d′usure

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Gonna come to me?

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Gonna come to me?

J'avais l′âme aiguisée, fendue par la lumière
Mes idées réfractées réfléchies sur la pierre
Regarder se tourner sans bruits les pages dorées
Dans le galop du vent, réapprendre à marcher
Au panthéon du rêve, un costard sur mesure
Découpé dans la tôle des carcasses de voitures
Sous le vacarme des étoiles, tout nu, tu m'as voulu
Comme la morsure du vent dans l'hiver revenu

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Gonna come to me?

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Gonna come to me?

J′avais l′âme aiguisée, pointue dans la lumière
Les idées délivrées réfléchies sur la mer
Libre comme l'eau enroulée sur ma peau déroulée
Noir comme le fruit que tu appelles "nuit"

Et sous moi, des courants aussi puissants que silencieux (who are you?)
Des autoroutes de vides où serpente l′invisible (where are you?)
Et j'y glisse comme je m′élève, tout nu, tu m'as vu (when are you?)
Au panthéon du rêve, un costard sur mesure

Odyssey

My soul was sharp, pointed like the light
My ideas refracted, reflecting the sea
Free as the water coiled, uncoiled on my skin
Black, like the fruit you call "night"

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Going to come to me?

My soul was sharp, pointed like the light
My ideas refracted, reflected on the sea
And beneath me, the currents as powerful as they were silent
Like highways of emptiness where the invisible winds
I slide as I rise, naked, you saw me
And I glide as I rise, naked, you had me
In the pantheon of emptiness, a tailored suit
For shoulders shattered by our days of wear

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Going to come to me?

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Going to come to me?

My soul was sharp, split by the light
My ideas refracted, reflected on the stone
Watching the gilded pages turn without a sound
In the gallop of the wind, relearning to walk
In the pantheon of dreams, a tailored suit
Cut from the sheet metal of car carcasses
Beneath the din of the stars, naked, you wanted me
Like the bite of the wind in the winter's return

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Going to come to me?

Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you
Going to come to me?

My soul was sharp, pointed in the light
Ideas released, reflected on the sea
Free as the water coiled on my skin, uncoiled
Black as the fruit you call "night"

And beneath me, currents as powerful as they are silent (who are you?)
Highways of emptiness where the invisible winds (where are you?)
And I slide as I rise, naked, you saw me (when are you?)
In the pantheon of dreams, a tailored suit