| English Translations |
| Mimetics My eyes cry, your sun shines diferently. I am just realizing, that you�re near and you poke me in the eye. I don't want to, nor can I sleep, and I'm dying of sleepiness. My eyes close when from afar you blow me a kiss. My heart trembles when you tell me that we'll see each other tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow. If you let yourself we'll go arm in arm, protected underneath the umbrella. If you want, I'll wrap my arms around you, protected underneath the mist. My eyes show me the danger that you may never return. My hands obstruct me, I never know if I'll fail or succeed. Too many fears and too much unsaid. Too much space and lost time. |
| Detour To D�l�mont mmm..Everything�s so distracted, distant. mmm... Surrounded by the cold. mmm...A thousand days. Let me out, I want to get out of here. Let me leave, I can�t wait. Let me out. mmm...Everything is so similar, equal.mmm... The winter passes by. mmm...A thousand days. I go alone to a lonely town. D�l�mont where nobody talks about anything. Too cold. |
| Iridescent (Tornassolat) All of this noise from my surroundings. I feel like it it's shaking around inside my head. And it leaves me no room for you. I wish so much to flee from this noise. Infect me with silence. If you look at me, I sound off. If I look at you, I listen to myself. The sound of the footsteps has gone deaf. The sound of the leaves is opaque. I don't know the sound of the sea. Now I invent the subtle sound of the world. It accompanies me into my heart. Now all that's left is for me to hear the sound of your voice. |
| Superheroes I'm so fragil as I try to remove myself from this pleasure. Impossible to transform, I can't get it out of my head. You hugged me strongly as you told me - everthing's okay - We were the only superheroes within an instantaneous, illusory dream. And how easy to confuse it, and difficult to define it. It's useless to pretend with you. |
| Cellulose I look at the sky from home, full of white clouds passing by. One is strong and compact, the other is fragil and transparent. From afar they appear and make very strange shapes and then they leave with the wind. Thrown down, they mix with the troop of bright lightning. Now the strong one is made of glass, and the most fragil one grows very immensely. From afar they appear making volatile signals, they climb higher, all of them pass by and then leave far away with the wind. I'd like to go really high above, I'd like to see the light. Every lightning strike is a sword, every sword thunders throughout the whole sky and it goes out. The streets are already really wet. |
| Umbilical This place is for me of all that's unknown. Enigmatic and sad, it doesn't seem like I'm even here. And he surprises me so much that I look at him again. In case I saw visions, and he doesn't move. And he suprises me again until I say "enough". If I get closer to him it scares me that I'll let myself like him. From afar he's beautiful and he tempts me into even wetting my body. Everytime that I can, I put it all away. Enough, I am obsessed with hiding it all. Little by little I sneak up alone. I wouldn't want it to be a lie. |
| Picnics You say that you're arriving, but you're leaving. You tell me to love you until tomorrow. I'm still doubting if I'm coming or going. I say that I'm looking for you, but I'm not. I tell you to wait, like a kid does. I'm still doubting if I'm coming or going. Enchant me with the night. Coming or going, the night's ending. Every day is a false challenge, I can't remember any summer this long. You, who thinks of flying. Me, who watches as time passes by. Maybe I have to choose, I'm still in doubt. |
| Porexpan It's already cold, it's winter, every day is shorter. The decorated streets give light to the little ones. I see the people above and below, like ants in a hurry. And us, tranquilly hidden at "Cinta's House". Good evening, nude christmas. Good evening, fleeting end of the year. Friends, like the years, are always there without any catch. And the cake made of walnuts reminds me of my caring grandmother. Inside the cupboard I've found the "Great dame of Cotton", the "guy with a bald butt" and the "ti�" underneath the covers. |
| Bittesch�nkaffee I wake up, I don�t think about it, they�ll be waiting for me shortly. The world accelerates. Finally I see which is the right path. It doesn�t seem simple but, inspite of this weight in my head, I�ll carry on. From the air, the countries are gigantic maps. It�s curious, the distance. I find unconnected routes to the new city. I have a lump in my throat, and my companions excite me. Relentlessly, the hour of truth gets nearer and nearer. I stretch out my back, take a breath and start again with my head held high. My heart accelerates. |
| Too Many Heads and Too Little Hats It's getting late and my mom says it's about time that I can be alone if I am brave. Luckily my dreams eclipse me. I've confused every shadow with a ghost. The dark is a mischievous meddler. |