Lyrics of Odyssée - AaRON

Odyssée (original)

J’avais l'âme aiguisée, pointue comme la lumière
Les idées diffractées réfléchissaient la mer
Libre comme l’eau enroulée, déroulée sur ma peau
Noir, comme le fruit que tu appelles «nuit»
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
J’avais l'âme aiguisée pointue comme la lumière
Mes idées réfractées réfléchies sur la mer
Et sous moi, les courants aussi puissants que silencieux
Comme des autoroutes de vides où serpente l’invisible
Je glisse comme je m'élève, tout nu, tu m’as vu
Je glisse comme je m'élève, tout nu, tu m’as eu
Au panthéon du vide, un costard sur mesure
Pour épaules fracassées par nos journées d’usure
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
J’avais l'âme aiguisée fendue par la lumière
Mes idées réfractées réfléchies sur la pierre
Regarder se tourner sans bruits les pages dorées
Dans le galop du vent, réapprendre à marcher
Au panthéon du rêve, un costard sur mesure
Découpé dans la tôle des carcasses de voitures
Sous le vacarme des étoiles, tout nu, tu m’as voulu
Comme la morsure du vent dans l’hiver revenu
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
J’avais l'âme aiguisée pointue dans la lumière
Les idées délivrées réfléchies sur la mer
Libre comme l’eau enroulée sur ma peau déroulée
Noir comme le fruit que tu appelles «nuit»
Et sous moi, des courants aussi puissants que silencieux
Des autoroutes de vides où serpente l’invisible
Et j’y glisse comme je m'élève, tout nu, tu m’as vu
Au panthéon du rêve, un costard sur mesure

(translation)

I had a sharp soul, sharp as light
Diffracted ideas reflected the sea
Free as water rolled up, unrolled on my skin
Black, like the fruit you call "night"
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
I had a sharp soul sharp as light
My refracted ideas reflected on the sea
And beneath me the currents as strong as they are silent
Like empty highways where the invisible meanders
I slide as I rise, naked, you saw me
I slide as I rise, all naked, you got me
In the pantheon of emptiness, a tailor-made suit
For shoulders shattered by our days of wear
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
I had a sharp soul split by the light
My refracted thoughts reflected on stone
Watch the golden pages turn silently
In the gallop of the wind, learning to walk again
In the pantheon of dreams, a tailor-made suit
Cut from sheet metal car wrecks
Under the din of the stars, naked, you wanted me
Like the bite of the wind in the returned winter
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
Who are you?
Why are you?
When are you?
Gonna come to me
I had my soul sharpened sharp in the light
Ideas released reflected on the sea
Free as water rolled up on my unrolled skin
Black like the fruit you call "night"
And under me currents as strong as they are silent
Highways of emptiness where the invisible meanders
And I slip there as I rise, naked, you saw me
In the pantheon of dreams, a tailor-made suit