Catching The Light (Attraper la lumière) Aria 1

The October wind is blowing cold through the trees Leaves spinning down

in the amber breeze

I’m dialing

in the

echoes,

chasing the sound While you trace the shadows on the frosted ground

Christian,

your hand is a fire in the

chill The world is rushing past,

but

we’re standing

still.

And oh, this October sky is a velvet gray

We wash the noise of the street away

With a silver guitar and your heart next to mine We’re catching

the light at the edge of the line In the quiet hum,

in the autumn air

I look at you,

Christian, and the music is there.

Steel strings vibrating like a distant train An old analog tape running

through the rain

You bring the calm to my restless beat

A sudden warmth on a lonely street The harvest moon is rising

slow and high Reflecting the grace in your quiet eye.

Et oh, ce ciel d’octobre est un gris de velours,

On lave le bruit de la rue sans détour,

Avec une guitare d’argent et ton cœur contre le mien,

On attrape la lumière au bout du chemin,

Dans le doux bourdonnement,

dans l’air d’automne, Je te regarde,

Christian, et la musique résonne.

Let the distortion fade into the dark We don’t need the stadium,

just this spark A late October night,

just me and you

Creating a rhythm that’s honest and true.

(hummmm) Just a

beautiful frequency in

the cold… Holding onto

you as the year grows

old. Christian and the music…

In

the October air. (hummmm)