«En vertu des rasoirs, Tu viens couper court à notre histoire À tiroirs. Dehors l’incandescence N’approuve que les larmes d’un sampler. J’veux tout réécouter, Vaguement brisé Sur une plage alcaline.» Bashung.

I often wrote it here, Bashung songs were untranslatable — each word had a double meaning or more. It means something like :
“In accordance with the razors, You come to cut short our romance — our intricate stories. Outside, incandescence let only the tears of a sampler through. I wanna listen again everything, more or less broken on an alkaline soundtrack [or on an alkaline beach].”

Paris, rue Saint-Denis, October 13, 2013 (mobile, hipstamatic).

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