A Violent Place

No matter how cold the right place is
In my solitude I’ll walk the way
Then I’ll come back in the shape of a furious wind
From another space, from my sacred roots
Only life can lead me and bring me the truth
I’m the thickest fog on my way, on my way, my way
My past lies on the other side
Far, where the wind blows
Oh! you’re kind but so blind, so blind
I really couldn’t love here in this fable
In your right place, my sadness
Dancing in the depths, trying to get much deeper
I’m the rarest face of me
I don’t want to stop, I won’t come back without me
With my healed wounds, I’ll find you soon