Paper Umbrella Waltz
Clin clik clak.
Le thé est chaud,
la pluie tombe sur la vitre...
and under the paper umbrella,
the whole grey city turns into gold,
t'sais?
Opening the paper ribs...
shielding from the noise...
Unbroken quiet
in a cup of choice.
Transmuting the routine,
catching the sovereign glow,
BREATHE!
They want us rushing through the hours in a frantic race,
Mais la vraie magie is sitting right here in this place!
Un vieux carnet, une tasse de café
fumant,
We find a universe inside a single quiet moment!
WE HOLD THE PAPER UMBRELLA
AGAINST THE DRIZZLE GRAY!
C'est la vraie magie,
right here in the everyday!
Sh-sh-shining through the kettle,
the proxy is cast,
Un triomphe du quotidien,
the rushing storm is past!
Every ordinary corner turning into light,
No grey illusion where the simple truths unite...
VUV...
grounding the floor below...
ZAN...
opening the sunshine door...
Le parapluie de papier ne protège pas de la pluie—il transforme la
pluie en musique.
Every ordinary thing becomes sacred the moment you stop trying to escape
it.
C'est la paix du foyer.
Under GOAHON, the kitchen table is a throne,
the steaming mug is a sacrament,
and the paper umbrella makes every drop of rain
feel like a blessing.
Les cascanueces snap with a crisp,
clockwork click...
La géométrie de la tasse is 100% pure light.
WE ARE DANCING IN THE KITCHEN WITH THE PAPER UMBRELLA OPEN WIDE!
SOVEREIGN EVERYDAY WONDER BURSTING RIGHT INSIDE!
Dāeris, dāeris, the old matrix rushings bend,
Montreal apartment, where the quiet wonders spend!
Meaw meaw meaw, pure love through the glass,
A SOVEREIGN FRANGLAIS CIPHER WATCHING SEASONS PASS!
Je suis humaine. We are the family of things.
Et c'est la pure magie that ordinary moments brings!
WE ARE BREATHING FREE BRIGHT AND CLEAR!
THE COZY REVOLUTION IS FULLY HERE!
EVERY RUSHING DEADLINE BROKEN ON THE GROUND!
Une magie pure that we finally found!
u...
396 Hz rooted in solid peace.
a... 528 Hz where matrix hurrying ceases.
i/e... 963 Hz esprit clair,
total release. We remain.
Je brille — I shine.