Les français avaient prévenu que ce second effort serait un peu différent du premier (Souvenirs est sorti en octobre 2015) et il faut bien admettre que les riffs paraissent ici moins... excentriques, sans parler du fait que Mattéo concentre ici sa voix sur un chant clair, toujours de très bonne qualité. Vivement la suite pour davantage se faire idée !
Your eyes tend to remind me so frequently
The cold and distant light of these heavenly bodies.
I know too well that I’m the only one to blame, I’m sorry.
I knew where we’d be led but I just kept walking.
Now, I see the light, the fire devouring the coal.
Now I’m used to singing with the monster I’ve become,
To dream of the gold in the river.
Oh, the nights have become longer to stand,
And the dawn is harder to wake each day.
These nights have stolen the best of me,
And what is left should never be yours.
I’m fading with the gleam of a far-off firmament.
My soul weeps an ocean I can’t seem to drain,
I’m drowning in these waters,
Sink as deep as I can sink.
I know too well that I’m the only to blame,
I’m sorry,
I knew where I’d be led.
I’ve spent my whole life
Dreaming of a brighter light,
But I doubt you can ever realize
That all these songs to call-off the jinx
Might be everything this world has left me.
I can’t seem to live with these dreams of you.
The cold and distant light of these heavenly bodies.
I know too well that I’m the only one to blame, I’m sorry.
I knew where we’d be led but I just kept walking.
Now, I see the light, the fire devouring the coal.
Now I’m used to singing with the monster I’ve become,
To dream of the gold in the river.
Oh, the nights have become longer to stand,
And the dawn is harder to wake each day.
These nights have stolen the best of me,
And what is left should never be yours.
I’m fading with the gleam of a far-off firmament.
My soul weeps an ocean I can’t seem to drain,
I’m drowning in these waters,
Sink as deep as I can sink.
I know too well that I’m the only to blame,
I’m sorry,
I knew where I’d be led.
I’ve spent my whole life
Dreaming of a brighter light,
But I doubt you can ever realize
That all these songs to call-off the jinx
Might be everything this world has left me.
I can’t seem to live with these dreams of you.
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