Pierre Bensusan

Pierre Bensusan Lyrics

English Version of the Lyrics to La Nuit des Météores
(Pierre & Doatea Bensusan, English adaptation: Lyn Wicks & Sarah Fels)
A bitter soul
Confide, my angel
Love beneath the moon,
Speak my sad angel.
Tell me some of your secret thoughts,
Beware of storms out on the sea.
Go to sleep,
Flee, slowly flee.

I'll follow you
In my memory
My steps in your steps
Toward the North
To the edge of the Lake
Of the Black Wheel
There are
Your footprints, still.

You sleep ? Tell me, speak my love
You who turn my nights to gold
What are you dreaming of ?
In the forest
Shelter yourself
Stay under the Charme
Let sweetness conquers all sorrow
And trust yourself to me.

Still while I sleep
I travel through time
All that I see
Is not just a simple dream
My body weighs down
And your soul is so light
Till I find you
I would need all eternity.

If not a single thought
Could tame my nights again
Nore a single word could pierce
The power of silence
From the Thunder River
To the Desert of Standing Stones
Balances the emptyness
Then erase the distance.

You sleep ? Tell me, speak my love
You who turn my nights to gold
May our promises now come to pass
In the Bay of the Forgotten Angels
I will lay down and rest there
Holding just within my grasp
The slightest memory of you.

Still while I sleep
I travel through time
All that I see
Is not just a simple dream
My body weighs down
And your soul is so light
Till I find you
I would need all eternity.

Still while I sleep
I travel through time
Till soundlessly
You draw so near to me
When is the night
When everything resounds
To find each other
No need to search any more.

C. & P. 2005, Dadgad Music (Sacem, France)


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