Zefiro torna e di soavi accenti
L’aer fa grato e’l piè discioglie a l’onde.
E mormorando tra le verdi fronde,
Fa danzar al bel suon su’l prato i fiori.
Inghirlandato il crin Fillid’e Clori
Note temprando amor care e gioconde.
E da monti (e da valli) ime (e profonde)
Raddoppian l’armonia gli antri canori.
Sorge più vaga in ciel l’aurora
E’l sole sparge più luci d’or.
Più puro argento, Fregia di Teti
Il bel ceruleo manto.

Sol io, per selve abbandonate e sole,
L’ardor di due begli occhi e’l mio tormento,
Come vuol mia ventura hor piango, hor canto.

Traduction :

Zéphyr est de retour et le ciel retentit
De délectables accents et fait bouger les ondes.
Et murmurant entre les arbres,
Il fait danser par cette belle musique les fleurs dans les prés.

Phyllis et Cloris, la tête couronnée de guirlandes,
Jouent des notes d’amour douces et joyeuses.
Et depuis les sommets (et les plaines profondes)
Les antres mélodieux redoublent d’harmonie.
L’Aurore surgit encore brumeuse
Et le soleil répand ses lumières dorées.
Le plus pur argent embellit
Le beau manteau bleuté de Thétis.

Seul moi, dans les forêts abandonnées et solitaires,
Comme le veut mon destin, je pleure et je chante
L’ardeur de deux beaux yeux qui est mon tourment.

Le vagabond traîne sa bouteille
Il traîne son chien et son mégot
Il traîne une vie qui est la sienne


Poussière, poussière


Chauffe le vin de sa bouteille
Chauffe le feu de son mégot
Chauffe la vie de son vieux chien


Poussière, poussière


Quand vient la nuit puis le sommeil
La peur se glisse sous la peau
Gratte la plaie où dort sa peine

Poussière, poussière


Specks of dust

The vagabond drags his bottle
He drags his dog and his stub
He drags a life which is his own

Dust, dust
Heat the wine of his bottle
Heat the fire of his stub
Heat the life of his old dog

Dust, dust
Sleep escapes as the night comes
Fear slips under the skin
Scratches the wounds
where sleeps the pain
Dust, dust

Rush out, rush outAnother movement, wave, or trend?Are you obsessed on fitting in?Is it a casual prescribed med?Or just a "little beg" for love?
You're in the spotlight of them allYou are digging inside the code
Is it a fun-distracting world?Or just a narrowing dome?
What did you really come here for?Your voice has never felt out loudWhat did you really come here for?The prize is inside you
Rush out, rush outRush out, rush outHave you become an empty hole in a loony crowded herd?Morphine inside your thoughts like an aching soul that's getting lost
What did you really come here for?Your voice has never felt out loudWhat did you really come here for?The prize is inside you
You've got nothing to loseNo rest, just unfold the truthExpress what's inside youReject what's bothering youCareless for what they will doAnd break all the boundaries baby, come on baby
A caution is for the foolsJust listen the inner youNo matter right or wrongYou are here to win or loseYou are you and that's what you'll prove
When breaking all the boundaries baby, come on baby
Refuse to be what they chooseI know you could touch the moonJust fly into the skyI know it's waiting for youGive all and give it some moreWhen breaking all the boundaries baby, come on baby
No man is out of shameBut a man resets
And tries it once againNo matter what they would sayYou'd be "The best" to testHow high is your own "boundaries baby, come on baby"
Oh yeah

I'll navigate the night, walk till the morning light,To get to you, to you, to you
I'll weather every storm, i'll

die and be re-bornTo get to you, to you, to you
And when I find you I’ll stay with youAnd when I'm with you I'll protectIf you're lost I'll give you shelterWith my love I will surround you
Oh I promise


I'll navigate the night, walk till the morning light,To get to you, to you, to youAnd when the path’s not clearI’ll conquer every fear
To get to, to you, to you
And I’ll do it again, I will do it again and again and again and again

Lord are you listening, to be my witness, to be my witness, to be my witness.It’s so hard to question, with fear my mistress, with fear my mistress, with fear my mistress.Your heart ain’t listening, can’t hear my distress, can’t hear my distress, can’t hear my distress.To a soul that’s sickened, with fear thy mistress, with fear thy mistress, with fear thy mistress.

I’ll be here
Wherever you are
Said for me
Here I amNow you found meWe can be together again
I’ll be here
Wherever you are
Search for me