When I step my heavy feet
To the highest landscape I can reach
I see the proud sun below the horizon
And the earth has its own reflection
It is neither lit nor dark
It is the time when human eyes
Learning to distinguish hard
Between the wolf and the dog
Between real virtue and true sins
And between love and hatred
People sincere life through the l'heure bleu
Slapped by hardship and fell by failure
Large their eyes and clear their thought
To not judge everything by naked view
Neither full daylight nor complete darkness
Human life is not easily diverged
Between nice and malice
Cause within us all along live
The devil and the angel......
Like the l'heure bleu
The time entre le chien et le loup
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