Tous les cris les SOS

In English, it goes something like this:

Like a crazy man goes, and throws into the sea Empty bottles and then hopes That someone will be able to read through SOS written with air to tell you I feel alone I draw with empty ink a desert

and I’m running I hitch (fasten) myself to the life I get drunk with the noise of bodies all around me like creepers tied to braids without understanding distress of the words that I throw

Difficult to call for help When so many dramas oppress us and tears tied with stress Cover a little bit more cries of love of those who are in weakness and in a last hope vanish

and I’m running I hitch myself to the life I get drunk with the noise of bodies all around me like creepers tied to braids without understanding distress of the words that I throw

Every cry and SOS go away in the air In water just let a mark which foams make the beauty prisoner in their glass ship The messages fight but the waves bring them back in star stones on the rocks

And I’ve collected pieces of glass I’ve patched things up Everything was clear like water Against the past, there is nothing to do Heroes ought to be removed In a world where the most beautiful remains to be done

and I’m running I hitch myself to the life I get drunk with the noise of bodies all around me like creepers tied to braids without understanding distress of the words that I throw

Every cry and SOS go away in the air In water just let a mark which foams make the beauty prisoner in their glass ship The messages fight but the waves bring them back in star stones on the rocks

Une des plus belles chansons de Daniel. La version de Gregory Lemarchal est aussi sublime!