| Le frisson d' un traitre vent murmure son nom
| The thrill of a treacherous wind whispers his name
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| Ses infames litanies que je connais trop
| His infamous litanies that I know too well
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| Maais je sais qu il me trompe
| But I know he's cheating on me
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| Je discerne la marche indigne de l' homme furtif
| I discern the stealthy man's unworthy walk
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| L’ombre qui distrait et fait craquer les lames
| The shadow that distracts and cracks the blades
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| De mon humble et mesprisable chambre sombre
| From my humble and mean dark room
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| Ou j’expire a la lueur de l' antique flamme
| Or I die in the light of the ancient flame
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| De mes derniers rales d' agonie
| Of my last gasps of agony
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| Dehors, l' hiver morne est a genoux
| Outside, the dreary winter is on its knees
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| Assomme sous les pluies acides
| Knocks out in acid rain
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| J' al grave la pierre face aux larmes des cierges
| I engrave the stone facing the tears of the candles
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| Fait danser le miroir brise, harponne les murs
| Dance the broken mirror, harpoon the walls
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| Des griffes de mon soleil noir
| From the claws of my black sun
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| Les chevaux d' hades traverseront ta route
| The horses of hades will cross your path
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| Enflammeront tes ruines gerces
| Will ignite your cracked ruins
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| Mes griffes ravageront tes chairs
| My claws will ravage your flesh
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| Tu t' effondreras, mon etreinte sur ta nuque
| You'll fall apart, my embrace on your neck
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| Je mutilerai tes carences
| I will maim your deficiencies
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| Tes chairs arrachees
| Your torn flesh
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| Et m' offrirai enfin le reve d' une nuit sans ecume. | And finally give me the dream of a foamless night. |
| Flesh hostole
| flesh hostole
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| Admirant les pieces eparses
| Admiring the scattered pieces
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| Je murmurerai ton nom aux portes des enfers
| I'll whisper your name at the gates of hell
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| Quand l' opale brillera, alors tu seras proche
| When the opal shines, then you'll be near
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| Tu seras si proche… | You will be so close... |