La Vague à Lames

Today I have the wave of blades
I don't really know what
I feel my heart on the blade
Of a cold wave

Am I in no-
Man's land, who knows
Or in no-way
Nobody knows
If we play true
Or overplay

Ok, ok, yeah
I'm swimming in water
I know it's troubled
It's not fun
From my canoe
I see them moving away
My two paddles

Ok, ok, yeah
On enamel
Or coral
Will I run aground
The wave with waves
Perhaps bridles the soul
A blade springs forth
From a knife it turns into a tragedy

Swimming in the water
I have a fever for the tropics of the marshes
Shivers down my spine
I feel frozen
With horror at not loving you anymore

Ok, ok, yeah
On enamel
Or coral
Will I run aground
The wave with waves
Perhaps bridles the soul
A blade springs forth
From a knife it turns into a tragedy

On enamel
Or coral
Will I run aground
Who knows