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Banquise / ice floe

À trop voir le monde qui s’éclipse
Tu as des brûlures rétiniennes
Pourtant c’est le froid qui s’immisce
À travers ta calotte crânienne
Le craquèlement de la glace
C’est le bruit que ton coeur fait quand il se casse
Le vent chahute les dunes glacées
Et ton âme part à la dérive
À la dérive…

From seeing into what our world turns
You get retinal burns
Yet it is the cold that kidnap
Your mind through your skull cap
The rumble of the ice
That’s the sound your heart makes when it cracks
On the icy dunes, the wind blows
And your soul keeps drifting on the floe

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