Searching news ways of laughing Ones whereby one could Express and transform All the shattering All the gratuitous The burdens of guilt Growing these new ways Will dawn on us if We look hard enough Searching and finding
Mais l'arbre tombe A la terre l'arbre tombe Le son de ton silence M'aide a toucher le fond Et lac sale de l'me Lac sale o'je ?"meurs"? Le son de ton silence M'apprend aussi qu'un jour Je vainquerai ma douleur Cette vague de douleur Qui entre mon bras droit
Searching new ways of yodeling Once whereby one could Express and convey Long lasting virtue Without destruction Without rejection Hoping these new ways Will dawn on us if We look hard enough Hoping and searching
Translation Searching news ways of laughing Once whereby one could Express and transform All the shattering All the gratuitous The burdens of guilt Growing these new ways Will dawn on us if We look hard enough Searching and finding But the tree falls To the ground the tree falls again The sound of your silence Helps me touch rock-bottom And salted lake of age Salted lake where I die The sound of your silence Informs me also That I'll vanquish over my pain This wave of pain Which enters my right arm Searching new ways of yodeling Once whereby one could Express and convey Long lasting virtue Without destruction Without rejection Hoping these new ways Will dawn on us if We look hard enough Hoping and searching