Happy Solstice! This song was written for Meg Reichardt’s annual Holiday Recording Party. I wrote it in French, since Meg is a Francophile. Here’s the translation:
The nights grow longer when the solstice comes, which is favorable for nights of dreaming.
When the nights are short, the long days are sunny, but empty of dreams.
Someday our star will fall to pieces: that, for the planet, will be a disaster.
But the night of dreams will be a delight, when that great solstice lasts unceasingly.
