A Pique

How strange that suddenly I have
Lost the ground and the void is waiting for me
Nothing can stop me, nothing firm
In front of me it's not that I fall
I have lost the ground and I will follow it

Don't be scared, no, don't be scared
If you see that as support I have the wind
And there's nothing under my feet
I'm going headlong
And even if I break the air in one fell swoop
It's not that I fall, it's that I'm going down
To touch the bottom of what
I am once and for all

Don't cry for me, no, I will come back
I will meet my luck
Looking far from every place
Even far from myself
From the deepest part I want to ask you

Crawling, I open my eyes out of so much fear
There's no grip that I can see
Just buzzing below
There's no embrace or loneliness where I've gone
Nothing is seen, and we must go on

Don't be scared, no, don't be scared
If you see that there are no voices beside me
That make noise and make me laugh
No one can come close
But, brother, there's no loneliness
Where I've gone
The air cheers me on with its whistle
And gives me its hand to continue