Mylene Farmer - Rever

To have put its heart in your hands
you have it ruffled like a sorrow
and to have condemned your differences
we will not walk together any more

Its life does not beat any more but of one wing
dance the flames, the arms rise
where it goes it makes a mortal cold
if the man however does not change sky, I dreamed

I dreamed that one could like
with the breath of the wind
the heart, humanity rose
its coat of blood
I will spit on your tombs
is not truth, is not the beautiful one
I dreamed that one could like

what good is it to cut down walls
to draw up burials there
by be unaware of the tolerance
we will not walk together any more

the angels are tired to take care us
we leave like a fallen through world
suspended for eternity
the world like a clock
who stopped

I dreamed that one could like
with the breath of the wind
the heart, humanity rose
its coat of blood
I will spit on your tombs
is not truth, is not the beautiful one
I dreamed that one could like

[Refrain] x2

I dreamed that one could like
I had dreamed of the word TO LIKE