Une Passerelle Vers La Mer

I wear your pirate earring
Your love like a cross
I carry your anger that bursts
And the sweetness of your voice

I wear your dress of pain
Your book of prayers
Your star on my heart
The night that falls on the Earth

I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea
I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea

I hold your child in my arms
Your ghosts and your pale skin
Your red hair on me
And your big heart

Your revenge, world war
In a black and dirty city
The death roads of Argentina
The flamboyance in the roots

I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea
I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea

I bring you the Tablets of the Law
And the orange blossom
My room tonight, you see
Is all tidied up

Tonight I’ll sleep in my nook
I won’t close my eyes
I won’t let the fire die
I won’t let the fire die

I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea
I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea

I wish you could make peace with yourself
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea, to the sea
I wish you could make peace with yourself (oh-oh)
That somewhere there’s a bridge to the sea

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh