Kells — La Sphère song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "La Sphère" by Kells.
Lyrics
L’eau s’exhale de l’antre du cerbre,
Au bout de leurs lvres se crve un peu de mystre
S’thrent, amres, des complaintes phmres.
Chaque treinte dpose un arrire got de mort
Sonder la Sphre
De l’impudeur.
Sonder la Sphre
Qui enivre.
Sabrer l’enfer
O l’immonde tue la candeur.
Les poupes dans leurs maisons de verre
Derrire les fentres, les danses marient la poussire
S’affairent, en serfs, vendre leurs chimres.
Monte, monte, monte, elle va toucher le fond!
Sonder la Sphre
De l’impudeur.
Sonder la Sphre
Qui enivre.
Sabrer l’enfer
O l’immonde tue la candeur.
Mes soeurs ont fard l’horreur!
Dlie-toi, dlie-toi!
L’me est vile,
Relve-toi, relve-toi!
Mains subtiles,
Enlve-moi, Enlve-moi!
Gains serviles…
De cet autre qui me passe!
Sonder la Sphre
De l’impudeur.
Sonder la Sphre
Qui enivre.
Sabrer l’enfer
O l’immonde tue la candeur.
Lyrics translation
The water exhales from the lair of the deer,
At the end of their lvres is crve a little mythstre
S ' thrent, amres, complaints phmres.
Every thirty dposes a dead end
Probe the sphere
Of impudence.
Probe the sphere
Who gets drunk.
Slaying hell
O the unclean kills candor.
The Stern in their glass houses
Behind the crevices, the dances marry the dust
Are busy, in serfs, selling their chimes.
Get up, get up, get up, she's gonna hit the bottom!
Probe the sphere
Of impudence.
Probe the sphere
Who gets drunk.
Slaying hell
O the unclean kills candor.
My sisters are horrified!
Dlie, dlie!
The me is vile,
Get up, get up!
Subtle hands,
Take me away, take me away!
Servile earnings…
That other one that passes me!
Probe the sphere
Of impudence.
Probe the sphere
Who gets drunk.
Slaying hell
O the unclean kills candor.