Night 17 to 52

Nuit 17 à 52

On the night of 17 to 22, we were thereLa nuit 17 à 22 nous étions là
You lying back, stripped of cold adornmentToi allongé délié d'ornement froid
Me in a rage that wasn’t like meMoi dans une colère qui ne me ressemblait pas
Night 50, I forced the blood and the faithNuit 50 j'ai forcé le sang et la foi

I want it open, so cut it openI want it open, so cut it open
Cut it open so you could see through itCut it open so you could see through it
And now I'm less like for the reign to come throughAnd now I'm less like for the reign to come through

I believe that numbers fight against forgettingJe crois que le nombre lutte contre l'oubli
And I already hate the sad night 53Et je hais déjà la triste nuit 53
Night 52, you seemed so threatenedNuit 52 tu paraissais si menacé
Hungry for the winds that came to scatterAvide des vents qui venaient disperser
30, your perfect darkness and your revenge30, sa parfaite obscurité et ta revanche
At dawn, it’s the horizon that tiltsAu petit matin c'est l'horizon qui penche

I want it open, so cut it openI want it open, so cut it open
Cut it open so you could see through meCut it open so you could see through me
And now I'm less like for the reign to come throughAnd now I'm less like for the reign to come through