Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song L'adieu aux anciens, artist - Rome. Album song Confessions d'un voleur d'âmes, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 24.02.2011
Record label: Trisol
Song language: French
L'adieu aux anciens(original) |
In this naked light |
So close to madness |
This orgy carried to bloodshed |
The partisan on the rooftop |
The fiddler in the steet |
A piece of drunken excess in a freezing dawn |
Speckled, white petals |
The breeze struck chill to the bone |
My hands numb |
The athlete’s lotion |
Their rebirth in distant martyrdom |
Places a burden on the heart |
Forever urging me on |
In ceaseless motion |
Things can never emerge from words |
Things can never emerge from words |
…nichts, nichts kann mich von euch trennen. |
alles muss weitergehen. |
die ewigkeit… die ewigkeit… |
…et dont nous avons tous l’ordre de ne sortir que morts ou vainqueurs, |
vous gonfliez vos âmes d’ardeur et de décision. |
c’est à vous que je pense en |
écrivant, à vous qui devrez mourir en acceptant le baptême de la mort avec la |
sérénité de vos ancêtres, à vous qui devez passez par-dessus vos morts, |
et par-dessus leurs tombaux en brandissant dans vos mains le drapeau |
triomphant, en chantant «et si c'était à refaire, je referais ce chemin… |
(translation) |
In this naked light |
So close to madness |
This orgy carried to bloodshed |
The partisan on the rooftop |
The fiddler in the street |
A piece of drunken excess in a freezing dawn |
Speckled, white petals |
The breeze struck chill to the bone |
My hands numb |
The athlete's lotion |
Their rebirth in distant martyrdom |
Places a burden on the heart |
Forever urging me on |
Inceaseless motion |
Things can never emerge from words |
Things can never emerge from words |
…nichts, nichts kann mich von euch trennen. |
alles muss weitergehen. |
die ewigkeit… die ewigkeit… |
...and from which we are all commanded to emerge either dead or victorious, |
you swell your souls with ardor and decision. |
it's you I'm thinking of |
writing, to you who shall die accepting the baptism of death with the |
serenity of your ancestors, to you who must pass over your dead, |
and over their graves waving in your hands the flag |
triumphant, singing "and if I had to do it again, I would do it again... |