Lyrics of Come Back from Heaven - Amartia

Come Back from Heaven (original)

À force de parler
Tu t'étouffes avec tes mots
À force de proclamer
Tes paroles sonnent faux
Too much time to wait that your mind
Becomes open to your soul
Too many words to talk about things
That you will never do at all
Tu as pris trop l’habitude
Que tout le monde t'écoute
Le confort t’endort
Et te fait perdre ta route
Tes certitudes affirmées
Ne te créent plus aucun doute
L’aisance de la routine te domine et t’envoûte
Come back from heaven
À force de comprendre tu patauges dans le noir
De croire savoir
T’empêche de voir
Too many silences are necessary
To be broken up in parts
Too many vices with high prices
That you are hiding in your cards

(translation)

By dint of talking
You choke on your words
By dint of proclaiming
Your words ring false
Too much time to wait that your mind
Becomes open to your soul
Too many words to talk about things
That you will never do at all
You got too used to it
Everyone listen to you
Comfort puts you to sleep
And make you lose your way
Your asserted certainties
Leave you in no doubt
The ease of routine dominates and bewitches you
come back from heaven
By dint of understanding you wade in the dark
To believe to know
Keeps you from seeing
Too many silences are necessary
To be broken up in parts
Too many vices with high prices
That you are hiding in your cards