Nous sommes ses phares, nous sommes ses marges.
Nous sommes ses forces et nous sommes ses bras.
Les danseurs cèdent sous le poids de l'air.
Les enfants baignent dans la lumière.
Ce monde est l'étoffe de mon corps.
Nous sommes ses ruines, nous sommes ses cendres.

We are the headlights, we margins.
We strengths and we are his arms.
dancers buckling under the weight of the air.
Children bathe in the light.
This world is the stuff of my body.
We ruins, we are ashes.

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Les Mains de l'empereur song meanings
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