Arthur Rimbaud - A Dream for Winter [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

In the winter, we shall travel in a little pink railway carriage
With blue cushions
We shall be comfortable. A nest of mad kisses lies in wait
In each soft corner

You will close your eyes, so as not to see, through the glass
The evening shadows pulling faces
Those snarling monsters, a population
Of black devils and black wolves

Then you'll feel your cheek scratched...
A little kiss, like a crazy spider
Will run round your neck...

And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head
- And we'll take a long time to find that creature
- Which travels a lot...