Majesté 2

Balancez le combat Qui se livre tout bas J'entends les voix se répandre Balancez le combat Qui se livre tout bas Je vois les anges redescendre ô ô ô au bout de la horde qui traverse le pas de la porte Je m'avance You are rising I see you unfold every feather You are rising Your stormy eyes laugh at the weather You are rising You're made of gold, you're moving mountains You are rising You wrap my head in silver and take me to the sky May you grow and move and melt into new heights You are rising I see you unfold your all feathers You are rising Your stormy eyes laugh at the weather You are rising You wrap my head in silver and take me to the sky May you grow and move and melt into new heights"