In the Avenue-The Family Crest

Here in the morning she shakes the sunlight from her brow Places her feet to the floor and slowly stretches out Her legs take shape and reveal an orange silhouette Silent she lifts up her hands to light her cigarette Down right here the silence fades She moves into the crowd, she evaporates Down right here the streets all look the same She moves along, she evaporates A sea of motion the cars, they flicker in her eyes Forming odd shapes with the bodies of the passersby Flowers and curtains, they move so softly in the breeze How now the wind whispers slow atop her tiny feet Down right here the silence fades She moves into the crowd, she evaporates Down right here the streets all look the same She moves along, she evaporates Here in the market the old men smile and sell their goods These bakers, butchers, and buyers smile as old friends would She lifts her head and the sun, it flares in orange hues How now she's moving along against the avenue Down right here the silence fades She moves into the crowd, she evaporates Down right here the streets all look the same She moves along, she evaporates Down right here her heart, it quakes She moves into the crowd, she evaporates Down right here the streets all look the same She moves along, she evaporates Le noir est détruit par le soleil Son dos est caressé par ses rayons Elle se promène avec, dans l'avenue L'étincelle qui a brisé la nuit (English: The darkness is destroyed by the sun And her back is caressed by it's rays She strolls with them in the avenue She is the spark which shattered the night)