Pour que Naisse un Bouquet (feat. Alice Duport-Percier)

The day will come when we fade away
Other hearts will take our place
The wind carries their names
On the ruins of our songs

Color, silence
Drawing, absence

Life grows in the shadows
When our names become just numbers

Let my absence be the ink for tomorrow
When, with my cold hands, I’ll paint our end
Let your silence be the ink for tomorrow
When, with your distant hands, you’ll paint our end

To the dreamed tomorrows
Those I love without seeing them shine

I’m not saying
Goodbye, but to you
That from our broken dreams
Bouquets are born
For those who never stop loving

Let your silence be the ink for tomorrow
When, with your distant hands, you’ll paint our end
Together towards tomorrow, our hands empty from yesterday
It’s in our hands that the light shines