le moindre reflet

amène un œil avisé

à toucher la lune

Water tanks

bois pas l'eau du toit,

à moins que tout comme là

elle goutte peu à peu

 

Envie (ron) ronnement

Et ça roule encore,

leçon d'une révolution:

Silicon Valley

V. nue se démi l'os

Ô tonne le ciel

Orage haut des espoirs

Aux muses et mes trops

... Atiatome ...

Sub the way

Grounding bound there is
always rumors in it that
hang when disappears,

You shall not hide now,
run away from the rumor
of the time's lines

... Atiatome ...

Diagonal

tombante diagonale

le vacarme infernal

attention danger

... Atiatome ...

Squirrel

 Niarf look here

where my food your food fleefl

flunrf marf hungry

Skyline

classical outfit

again again and again

typical cold beat

... Atiatome ...

Exit

Exit excited

around the lines limited

one way restricted

Tree Freeze

Quand le soufflé chaud

chuchote et relâche figées

les chaleurs d'été,

craquelures givrées

en artificier gêné

il y voit du feu

Alors cuisinier,

songeur, y laisse tomber  

là, sans bruit, son mets

Second Sun

Second sun in clouds

Windy sounds are testifying

Decision is made

... Atiatome ...

peace treaty

One way you can try

To feel like being at peace

A tree will tell you

... Atiatome ...

heavy free space

It's just a feeling

of something yet to come

whisper and whistle

... Atiatome ...

Signs

UFOs are coming
while bringing the truth outhere
space lasers around

If they watch us now
they will try to understand
crying their language

Burning

Quand les flammes s'étendent
de tant de passions latentes
que le temps craquèle

le papier froissant
jusqu'aux plus beaux souvenirs
chuintant de fumée

arrêter le feu
sauver les images tremblantes
et leurs rires si vrais

go south and turn right

you have reached -in a
safe way- your destination,
deaf agitation

[eco] The thinnest tree... vanishes

Littlests, faster
evaporate on the land
forests' silence

The noises alarm
the music calms, again,
you haven't moved once

Water is warming
bubbles bounce, the rhythm
we accelerate

We burn to live,
can't we understand this time
the song that we play

seems like American car

mini mini car
little streets all around her
red skid, old city

the maximum summer

burned as is the soil
it evaporates the wet
make the rock crackle

The tree that hides the ocean

Shapes so sharps and clear
Light is flying around here
Rustle the wide void