Echoes of Mine
M83 Lyrics


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Il est tard. Je cherche mon autre chez-moi, et je prends un chemin que je ne connais pas:
Un petit sentier qui longe les usines et la ville entre-coupant par la forêt.
Je commence à peine à entrevoir la nature, lorsque tout d'un coup, la nuit tombe.
Je suis plongée dans un monde de silence, pourtant je n'ai pas peur.
Je m'endors quelques minutes, tout au plus, et quand je me réveille,
Le soleil est là et la forêt brille d'une lumière éclatante.

Je reconnais cette forêt. Ce n'est pas une forêt ordinaire, c'est une forêt de souvenirs.
Mes souvenirs. Cette rivière blanche et sonore, mon adolescence.
Ces grands arbres, les hommes que j'ai aimés. Ces oiseaux qui volent, au loin, mon père disparu.
Mes souvenirs ne sont plus des souvenirs.
Ils sont là, vivants, près de moi, ils dansent et m'enlacent, chantent et me sourient.





Je regarde mes mains. Je caresse mon visage, et j'ai 20 ans.
Et j'aime comme je n'ai jamais aimé.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of M83's song "Echoes of Mine" tell the story of the singer's journey in search of her other home, taking an unknown path that leads her through factories and the city, then cutting through the forest. As she begins to glimpse nature, night falls suddenly, plunging her into a world of silence. Despite this, she is not afraid and falls asleep for a few minutes, only to awaken to a forest glittering with a brilliant light.


The forest she recognizes is not just any ordinary forest – it's a forest of memories, her memories. As she sees the white, murmuring river, she remembers her adolescence, the tall trees remind her of the men she loved, and the birds she sees flying in the distance bring to mind her lost father. Her memories are no longer just memories, but they come alive and dance, embrace, sing and smile with her. She looks at her hands, touches her face and feels like she's 20 and loves like she's never loved before.


The song is about nostalgia, memory, and the realization that memories can be just as powerful as reality. Through the lyrics, the singer is transported back to her past, reliving her memories with an acute sense of awareness and appreciation. It's also about the transformative power of nature and the way it can awaken our senses and help us reconnect with the world around us.


Line by Line Meaning

Il est tard. Je cherche mon autre chez-moi, et je prends un chemin que je ne connais pas:
Late at night, I am searching for my other home and I am taking a new path which is unknown to me.


Un petit sentier qui longe les usines et la ville entre-coupant par la forêt.
This pathway runs alongside factories and the city and intermittently crosses through the forest.


Je commence à peine à entrevoir la nature, lorsque tout d'un coup, la nuit tombe.
As I am just beginning to catch a glimpse of nature, darkness suddenly overtakes me.


Je suis plongée dans un monde de silence, pourtant je n'ai pas peur.
I am plunged into a silent world, and yet I am not scared.


Je m'endors quelques minutes, tout au plus, et quand je me réveille,
I fall asleep for a few brief minutes and when I awaken,


Le soleil est là et la forêt brille d'une lumière éclatante.
The sun is shining and the forest is glowing with radiant light.


Je reconnais cette forêt. Ce n'est pas une forêt ordinaire, c'est une forêt de souvenirs.
I recognize this forest, it is not an ordinary forest, it is a forest of memories.


Mes souvenirs. Cette rivière blanche et sonore, mon adolescence.
These memories consist of a white, noisy river and my teenage years.


Ces grands arbres, les hommes que j'ai aimés. Ces oiseaux qui volent, au loin, mon père disparu.
These memories also include the tall trees, the men I have loved, and the birds flying away, as well as my lost father.


Mes souvenirs ne sont plus des souvenirs.
These memories are no longer just memories.


Ils sont là, vivants, près de moi, ils dansent et m'enlacent, chantent et me sourient.
They are alive, close to me, dancing and embracing me, singing and smiling at me.


Je regarde mes mains. Je caresse mon visage, et j'ai 20 ans.
I gaze upon my hands and touch my face, realizing I am 20 years old.


Et j'aime comme je n'ai jamais aimé.
And I am loving like I have never loved before.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ANTHONY GONZALEZ, YANN GONZALEZ, JUSTIN MELDAL-JOHNSEN

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@Chip44

It's late
I'm looking to go home
And I take a path that I don't know
A small path that runs along the factories and the city, cutting through the forest
I'm just beginning to glimpse nature
When suddenly night falls
I'm immersed in a world of silence
Yet I'm not afraid
I fall asleep for a few minutes at most
And when I wake up, the sun is there
And the forest shines brightly
I recognize this forest
This is no ordinary forest
It's a forest of memories
My memories
This white and sonorous river, my adolescence
Those big trees, the men I loved
These birds that fly, in the distance, my father disappeared
My memories are no longer memories
They are there, alive, near me
They dance and hug me, sing and smile at me
I look at my hands
I caress my face, and I'm 20
And I love like I've never loved



@crestedcorvid5134

[Monologue: Lydie Benzakin]
Il est tard. Je cherche mon autre chez-moi, et je prends un chemin que je ne connais pas:
Un petit sentier qui longe les usines et la ville entre-coupant par la forêt
Je commence à peine à entrevoir la nature, lorsque tout d'un coup, la nuit tombe
Je suis plongée dans un monde de silence, pourtant je n'ai pas peur
Je m'endors quelques minutes, tout au plus, et quand je me réveille
Le soleil est là et la forêt brille d'une lumière éclatante
Je reconnais cette forêt. Ce n'est pas une forêt ordinaire, c'est une forêt de souvenirs
Mes souvenirs. Cette rivière blanche et sonore, mon adolescence
Ces grands arbres, les hommes que j'ai aimés. Ces oiseaux qui volent, au loin, mon père disparu
Mes souvenirs ne sont plus des souvenirs
Ils sont là, vivants, près de moi, ils dansent et m'enlacent, chantent et me sourient
Je regarde mes mains. Je caresse mon visage, et j'ai 20 ans
Et j'aime comme je n'ai jamais aimé



@MrMelissaplace

It's late. I seek my other home, and I take a path that I do not know:
A small path that runs along the factories and the city intersecting with the forest.
I'm just beginning to see nature, when all of a sudden, night falls.
I am immersed in a world of silence, yet I am not afraid.
I fall asleep for a few minutes, at most, and when I wake up,
The sun is there and the forest is shining brightly.
I recognize this forest. It's not an ordinary forest, it's a forest of memories.
My memories. This white and sonorous river, my adolescence.
These tall trees, the men I loved. These birds flying in the distance, my father gone.
My memories are no longer memories.
They are there, alive, near me, they dance and embrace me, sing and smile at me.
I look at my hands. I caress my face, and I'm 20 years old.
And I like how I never liked.



All comments from YouTube:

@leathivind6588

M83 are the only artists to make me feel alive. Whatever the song, i feel like i'm at the top of a mountain and that the world opens up to me especially for my eyes. And that with every song.

@DKY-dp4sr

Try a not so famous dj called "Arkasia". He and M83 are the only ones who can make me awe with a song. Go for the song "Pandemonium" first.

@dR0L0b

You guys may try Porter Robinson as well; recommended tracks that have an M83 vibe would be: “Sea Of Voices”, “Hear The Bells” and “Goodbye To A World”. And if feeling adventurous try his whole album “Worlds”. It’s for him that I know M83 now :)

@tsegalaeke6528

Yaa... M83 gives me those feelings too.

@askiabilal3845

I feel sad about that. This whole life is an intense cosmic spiritual experience, hold on tight

@juliekingston7057

Same it’s just something you can’t explain, I’m glad someone thinks the same as me

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@PattyNadros

This song, this album... it is life. From the warmth of the sun rising, the innocence of children laughing, the bizarre acts of nature - to the darkness of space, the weariness of time, and the departure of death. "Hurry up, We're Dreaming" is life. Every song lives and dies as if it were a living being itself.
M83, thank you for everything.

@whiskyGerman

love this comment.

@callen2456

+Patrick N It gives me so much comfort knowing there's people out there that feel songs like these as I do. Every time I listen to songs from Hurry Up, We're Dreaming, and songs alike, it makes me feel more alive and passionate about life for those brief few minutes.

@administracionuna1994

Patrick N It gives me so much comfort knowing there's people out there that feel songs like these as I do.

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