Original subtitles

Where are you taking me?

Philippe!

I can't breathe!

I can't breathe!

Can you help me?

Can you help me please?

Help me! Please!

Janitor of lunacy

Paralyze my infancy

Petrify the empty cradle

Bring hope to them and me

Janitor of tyranny

Testify my vanity

Mortalize my memory

Deceive the Devil's deed

Tolerate my jealousy

Recognize the desperate need

Janitor of lunacy

Identify my destiny

Revive the living dream

Forgive their begging scream

Seal the giving of their seed

Disease the breathing grief

No!

God!

No!

No!

I've got you!

I don't need you.

I don't need you!

I don't need you.

I don't need you!

I've got to help myself!

Hey! You know what you are?

You know what you are?

You're the devil!

Do you know what that means?

That means that you won't even...

have a chance... going to hell!

I don't understand.

I don't understand what difference it makes.

Do you have anything to say?

Stay away from me!

Stay away!

Stay away!

No...

No!

No!

Oh God!

Oh God!

It's not right!

No!

It's not true!

Do you hear?

I am afraid of time

It seems to me like a pan without a handle

A sign without light

Disappearing, looking at my back

that bends and breaks

When the clouds

at daybreak

whirl through my breathless senses.

THE INNER SCAR

You don't frighten me.

My only child be not so blind

See what you hold

There are no words no ears no eyes

To show them what you know

Their hands are old

Their faces cold

Their bodies close to freezing

Their feelings fine

The morning small

Too small to fill their ways with breathing

The evening tall

My only child remember well

The words that you are told

For some of them it is only

Easy to survive

Their hands are old

Their faces cold

Their bodies close to freezing

Their feelings fine

The morning small

The evening tall

Your winding winds stood so

All that is my own

Where land and water meet

Where on my soul I sit upon my bed

Your ways have led me to bleed

Every child will be able to weep

Every wise man spoke of him

Every keeper will be sleeper

And a guide to ways unsure

Your winding winds did sow

All that is my own

Where land and water meet

Where on my soul I sit upon my bed

Your ways have led me to bleed

He who knows may pass on

The word unknown

And meet me on the desertshore

Meet me on the desertshore

Your winding winds did sow

All that is my own

Where land and water meet

Where on my soul I sit upon my bed

Your ways have led me to bleed

Nonsense on my right!

Mercy on my left!

There is no mercy!

There is no justice!

The sea shall rise...

Over your head and drown you all!

All of you!

To his spirit I confess

A longing consumes his beautiful face

It wearies, shaded from goodness being almighty

His body lies still

Dreaming, he finally forgets his compulsion

I don't recognize the scream of jubilation

That destroys the holy peace for me

His silent mouth, his sleeping chest

Awaiting delicately for sweet desire

His body lies still

Dreaming, he finally forgets his compulsion

O King, let yourself be guided across this wide beach.

Let me keep you company. Take my hand.

I want to give you everything that's keeping me alive.

Desire...

Your gaze reaching inside my tent.

Sheila.

Sheila.

Sheila!

We can never be here.

We can never be here until we're gone.

We can never be here.

Not until we're gone.

You know that.

You know that.

We can never be here.

Not until we're gone.

Not until we're gone.

Little father of the people!

I salute you!

I've come from a faraway star called earth.

I've brought you this modest gift,

that can triumph at last,

so that love and peace, too often drowned in blood...

I salute you, child of nature.

And your descendants,

and yourself, eternity!

He gave me my senses.

He gave me my pride.

But my eye must betray what it sees through the light.

I beg you to stay.

I will give you a name.

A name you can remember me by.

And if your crown falls into the sea

I'll get up again

Wait on the other side

where your path awaits you!

And no-one will ask me

for the answer

I could tell you but the secret holds me back

Strength depends on this magic, the power to lose oneself

Wherever there's a way out

follow its lead.

O King, may you lead

Let me accompany you

O King, may you lead

Let me accompany you

On this wide beach

Take my hand

I wish to give you everything

That you hold dear

A hope and a desire

Your glance falls into my tent

O King, may you lead

Let me accompany you

O King, may you lead

Let me accompany you

On this wide beach

Take my hand

I wish to give you everything

That you hold dear

A hope and a desire

Your glance falls into my tent