Jaguar
Maissiat Lyrics
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Le souffle chaud du vent derrière à l´abandon la belle affaire
Dernier effort jusqu´à la lie le ciel est monté à l´envers
Tourne indigo, tourne rubis, le ciel est chargé d´infini
Le souffle chaud du vent derrière à l´abandon la belle affaire
Dernier effort jusqu´à la lie le ciel est monté à l´envers
Quand tu comptes à rebours sous le tapis d´étoiles
Je saute d´un astre à l´autre je m´entiche d´un désastre
De contrées inondées, que des charbons ardents sous le voile insoumis, inonde jusqu´à la lie
De contrées inondées, sous le voile insoumis inonde jusqu´à la lie
Le ciel est génie diamant d´air
La nuit jaguar le ré-enterre
Nuit mythomane, tourne lubie
Tourne méthane, tourne calvaire
Ciel pyromane, l´orée des terres à ta merci
Ciel d´hématite, crémeux solaire, spectaculaire ciel d´hypocrite
Nuages chargés d´insomnies, de liaisons épistolaire
Tourne goudron, tourne Cerbère
Gronde charbon, tonnerre, mépris
Au couchant pétri d´idées noires, couper les ponts, suivre le phare
Le sirocco si long derrière, tourne corbeau à l´agonie
Ciel tyrannique, dédaigneux, sévère, lune lubrique
Le ciel est chargé
Immonde jusqu´à la moelle, inonde jusqu´à la lie
The song "Jaguar" by Maissiat is a poetic and mesmerizing exploration of the sky and its various moods and energies. The lyrics suggest a sense of awe and admiration for the infinite expanse above us, with phrases like "tourne indigo, tourne rubis" highlighting the many colors and shades that the sky can take on. The singer also muses on the wind and its warm breath, which seems to whisper secrets and promises from afar.
At the same time, there is a sense of danger and perhaps even foreboding in the lyrics. The phrase "le ciel est monté à l'envers" suggests a topsy-turvy world, where everything we know and understand is upended. There are also references to death and destruction, with lines like "une Terre en sang vide la mort surgit" creating a sense of unease and uncertainty.
Overall, "Jaguar" is a beautifully crafted song that showcases Maissiat's skill as a lyricist and vocalist. The lyrics are rich with imagery and meaning, suggesting a profound appreciation for the natural world and its many wonders.
Line by Line Meaning
Tourne indigo, tourne rubis, le ciel est chargé d´infini
The sky is filled with an endless amount of colors, with indigo and ruby dominating the sky.
Le souffle chaud du vent derrière à l'abandon la belle affaire
The warm breath of the wind is fading away, leaving everything behind.
Dernier effort jusqu'à la lie le ciel est monté à l'envers
The sky is slowly turning upside down, making one final effort before falling apart completely.
Quand tu comptes à rebours sous le tapis d'étoiles
As you count backwards under the blanket of stars,
Une Terre en sang vide la mort surgit
A bleeding Earth brings death to the forefront.
Je saute d'un astre à l'autre je m'entiche d'un désastre
Jumping from one planet to the next, I become enamored with disasters.
De contrées inondées, que des charbons ardents sous le voile insoumis, inonde jusqu'à la lie
From flooded lands, the fiery coals beneath the rebellious veil overflow until there is nothing left.
Le ciel est génie diamant d'air
The sky is a diamond-like genius made of air.
La nuit jaguar le ré-enterre
The jaguar of night buries it again.
Nuit mythomane, tourne lubie
The night is delusional, becoming a whirlwind of passion.
Tourne méthane, tourne calvaire
Turning into a nightmare of methane and agony.
Ciel pyromane, l'orée des terres à ta merci
The sky is full of fire, with the edge of the land at its mercy.
Ciel d'hématite, crémeux solaire, spectaculaire ciel d'hypocrite
The sky is like hematite, a creamy sun, a spectacularly hypocritical sky.
Nuages chargés d'insomnies, de liaisons épistolaire
Clouds loaded with insomnia and epistolary connections.
Tourne goudron, tourne Cerbère
Turning into the river Styx and the hellhound Cerberus.
Gronde charbon, tonnerre, mépris
The thunder of coal rumbles with contempt.
Au couchant pétri d'idées noires, couper les ponts, suivre le phare
At sunset, full of dark thoughts, I cut my ties and follow the lighthouse.
Le sirocco si long derrière, tourne corbeau à l'agonie
The long sirocco is behind me, as I turn into a dying crow.
Ciel tyrannique, dédaigneux, sévère, lune lubrique
The sky is tyrannical and disdainful, with a severe and lustful moon.
Le ciel est chargé
The sky is filled to the brim.
Immonde jusqu'à la moelle, inonde jusqu'à la lie
Completely vile, and overflowing until there is nothing left.
Contributed by Annabelle Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.