Les Voyages de L'âme
Alcest
The Journeys of the Soul
Tonight no doubt my soul
Enslaved, worn out by the low sorrows
Will feel the need to flee its prison of flesh
Far from us, from our time
It will go to join the stars
They will talk to it about its own existence
In pure and silent words
And show it a path
Leading to unknown havens
Connecting sky and earth
Those distant lands
Where the tall grass in the crimson fields
Forever dance with the light
Where can freely roam
All the memories of our lives on earth
That the avenging time will have wanted to erase
