Lyrics are the poem " the curves of your eyes " wrote by Paul Eluard ( " Capitale de la douleur " published by Gallimard ) <br /> <br />"The curve of your eyes goes around my heart, <br />A round of dance and sweetness, <br />Halo of time, nocturnal and safe cradle, <br />And if I don’t know any more all that I’ve lived through <br />It’s because I haven’t always been seen by you. <br /> <br />Leaves of day and scum of dew, <br />Reeds of the wind, perfumed smiles, <br />Wings covering the world with light, <br />Ships filled with the sky and the sea, <br />Hunters of noises and sources of colours, <br /> <br />Perfumes bloomed from a brood of dawns <br />That always lies on the straw of the stars, <br />As the day depends on innocence <br />The whole world depends on your pure eyes <br />And all my blood flows in their looks." <br /> <br />Translated by Anne-Charlotte Husson <br /> <br />A warm thanks you to all the painters interconnected in the video.
