Lost Opera — Chimère song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Chimère" by Lost Opera.
Lyrics
Il marche, il marche, il marche et marche encore,
Dans cette ville image de son esprit.
Il rêve !!
Parfois son regard croise celle qu’il croyait attendre,
Il rêve et se dit «Vas-y tend lui la main».
Bas-toi, défends-toi !
Bas-toi, défends-toi !
Atmosphère glauque où tout n’est qu’illusion,
Trainant ce boulet qu’est devenue son ombre.
Il court, il fuit devant la menace de cette inévitable fatalité
Bas-toi, défends-toi !
Bas-toi, défends-toi !
A l’image d’une chimère ce regard tombe en cendre et s’efface,
Lui laissant voir de nouveaux jours sans lendemain.
Seul dans sa tête, son coeur et son esprit,
Il rêve de celle qui lui tendra la main.
Faisant volte face, il retourne sur ses pas
Et dans l’obscurité qui noie l’horizon,
Cette vive lueur qui déchire soudain le ciel
Lui révélant qu’il ne faut pas forcement
Suivre son destin !
Lyrics translation
He walks, he walks, he walks and walks again,
In this city image of his mind.
He's dreaming !!
Sometimes his gaze crosses the one he thought he expected,
He dreams and says to himself "go and reach out to him".
Get down, defend yourself !
Get down, defend yourself !
Gloomy atmosphere where everything is only illusion,
Dragging this ball that has become his shadow.
He runs, he flees before the threat of this inevitable fatality
Get down, defend yourself !
Get down, defend yourself !
In the image of a chimera this look falls to ashes and fades,
Letting him see New days with no tomorrow.
Alone in his head, heart and mind,
He dreams of the one who will hold his hand.
Turning around, he returns to his steps
And in the darkness that drowns the horizon,
That bright glow that suddenly tears the sky
Revealing to him that it is not necessary
Follow his destiny !