During the day they sleep. Moored alongside bustling cities, they're nothing but a part of the background. Come dusk, they wake, and at midnight sails are set. Unseen, like shades in the night, unknown boats glide towards the sea. A new journey begins.
Plus ne suis ce que j'ai été : after the poem with the same title by Clément Marot.
A la Rivière du Loir : after the poem with the same title by Pierre de Ronsard.This album can be downloaded from Bandcamp