Remix of 'LE MARAIS' by Christian Rich Presents Human Sounds https://suno.com/s/ecn5eXCRwTIZXepy 🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷 [Intro 🌊 🛶 🔕 Rimbaud] Comme je descendais des Fleuves impassibles, Je ne me sentis plus guidé par les haleurs… [Verse 1 🚪 🌌 💭 🥀 Rossetti] Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years. [Verse 2 🌌 💭 🥀 Rossetti] Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. [Verse 3 🌌 💭 🥀 Rossetti] Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again tho’ cold in death: Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago. [Bridge 🎷 ⚡ 🌀 Rimbaud] J’ai heurté, savez-vous, d’incroyables Florides Mêlant aux fleurs des yeux de panthères aux peaux D’hommes ! Des arcs-en-ciel tendus comme des brides Sous l’horizon des mers, à de glauques troupeaux ! [Chorus ✨ 🔄 🌊 🌌 Rimbaud] I have seen the stars in wild rotation! Plus léger qu’un bouchon j’ai dansé sur les flots [Outro 🌊 🛶 🔕 Rimbaud] Je ne me sentis plus guidé... 🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷🚣♀️🌊🥀🌌🚪🎷 Remarks: Instead of an intimate modern bedroom-R&B track, I wanted something more complex and avant-garde. The new lyrics are a montage of "Echo" by Christina Rossetti and "Le Bateau ivre" by Arthur Rimbaud, picking up on the key motifs of the original lyrics: * Knocking and the door: Transforms into a symbol of the border between dream, past, and present. * Being left and the bed: Being left in bed becomes an existential loneliness. * The cosmos and the stars: The beautiful, visual moment turns into a whirlwind of emotions, a wild vision. * Luxury and vibes: The "French grapes" are echoed through the intoxication of the French language, the wild water, and being "lighter than a cork." The framework is provided by Christina Rossetti’s "Echo" (1854): a voice asks a lost love to return in a dream—to feel that past closeness once more, even if it is merely memory rather than reality. Woven into this structure are lines from Rimbaud’s "Le Bateau ivre": images of a boat that loses its way and drifts uncontrollably, traversing exotic, almost hallucinatory landscapes, and finally dancing on the waves "lighter than a cork." Rossetti’s speaker yearns for a return possible only in dreams—a state of being driven by her own memories, from which she cannot escape. This is precisely what is reflected in Rimbaud’s image of the rudderless boat: there, too, the "I" has relinquished control, drifting aimlessly through overwhelming and at times menacing imagery (the bridge with "panther eyes" and "rainbows like reins" feels almost like a fever dream). The song’s arc makes this fusion audible: the intro begins with Rimbaud’s full sentence regarding the loss of control, while the verses then fully embrace Rossetti’s quiet, elegiac longing. The bridge allows the Rimbaud-esque frenzy to erupt explosively, and the chorus merges the two voices ("stars in wild rotation" meet the dancing cork). In the outro, the Rimbaud sentence returns in a fragmented, broken-off state—the thought trails off before it can be fully formed. By ending abruptly on an unfinished line, the song mirrors the sudden rupture of a fading memory, leaving the listener in the exact unresolved silence the lyrics describe. At its core, the lyrics tell of two forms of losing control that merge into one: being at the mercy of a memory that refuses to let go, and drifting in a current one can no longer steer. Both converge in the same imagery—stars, water, and an echo that repeats endlessly without ever quite fading away.
