Emerson, Lake and Palmer, ou ELP. Groupe anglais des années 70. Gros succès pendant la décennie. Je me souviens d’une chanson, une seule. Une ballade. La voici en audio, avec le texte anglais, juste pour plonger en douceur dans la nuit.

Footprint in the snow

First time when you looked at me
You tried to hide but I could see
A special beauty in your eyes
Passion flying like a spark
Like an arrow to the mark
I feel it sting my jealousy

Before you know there's footprints in the snow

Desire like a river flows
Where it comes from no one knows
Love just like a flower grows
And then God only knows
It comes down like guillotine

Now I feel the rain
of love torn by a hurricane
One night eclipsed the sun
How deep still waters run

How deep they go like footprints in the snow

Take my love into your brest
Commit my spirit to the test
You wwill see him like a knight
His armour gleams
We'll fly upon his angel's wings
Above the clouds in rainbow rings
We can sail a ship of dreams

CHORUS
If you will take my hand
We can cross this desert made of sand
We can break in through the ice
And feel the wind of paradise
We'll feel it blow our footprints in the snow

Anytime you feel alone
Just raise your hand, pick up the phone
Take in my number, there I'll be
If one day your stars won't shine
I will give you some of mine
Cause they could fall so easily

We both know there's footprints in the snow

Une bonne nuit aux otages suisses en Libye, la 570e, dans ce décor où les trace de pas sur le sable s'efface aussi vite que paroles et vent.