Psychédélices (inglés)

Where is, where is the man
That's the question that ask
Where is, where is the soul
Who invented the code

Before you so many others have seeked
To touch the sky
Even artificial

Gifted can fly
The bird is thilled of your jelousy
Close the shutters
You could take him with you

Bitter is the life that surrounds you
Around you the love
Has the fear of emptyness

Psychédélices
The helix slides away
You soak up the calyx
Until it kills

Psychédélices
There's Alice
To believe in the wonders
After awakening

Where is, where is the man
Small walker of the real
Where are its atoms
From what the star sparks

You think that your body has wings
That the angel Gabriel
Is there for the announcement

Soft is the satin
When darkness dressed in white
Your lamp of Aladin
Suddenly shines at five hundred thousand watts

Acide est le temps qui s'en va
Vacille autour de toi
Tu n'en reviens pas

Bitter are the times that go past
Oscillating around you
You don't return