Vel ma vefemp : les traces effacées du rêve

Avec Vel ma vefemp, extrait de l’album Vel Ma Vin, Brieg Guerveno nous entraîne dans une errance douce et mélancolique, là où les souvenirs se dissipent comme des pas sur le sable. Portée par une écriture poétique et minimaliste, la chanson interroge ce qui demeure lorsque le temps a tout brûlé : les rêves partagés, les mots échangés, les promesses à peine esquissées.

Dans cette ballade aux accents folk dépouillés, le chant en breton devient murmure intérieur, suspendu entre nuit et lumière, entre attente et mouvement. Vel ma vefemp s’écoute comme un rêve éveillé, fragile et profond, où ne subsistent que le silence… et le temps, seul juge de nos traces effacées.

Vel pa vefemp

Ha miret t’eus ganit hon hunvreoù strewet ?
An tan en oabl hon eus livet
Ha dalc’het t’eus ennout ar gerioù eskemmet ?
An eñvorennoù dilaosket
Ar roudou brevet war hon lec’h zo bet teuzet
Red an amzer zo bet devet
Aet eo war-du an dremmwel hor sonjoù kollet
An eonenn zo bet beuzet
‘Vel pa vefemp o c’hedal hon nozioù glan
‘Vel pa vefemp o talañ skleurenn an deiz
‘Vel pa vefemp oc’h heuliañ lufr ar stered
‘Vel pa vefemp o vont ‘darre gant an hent
Ha dalc’het t’eus ennout ar skridoù frailhet
Ar pazioù en traezh diverket
Ha chomet eo bev ennout ma c’harantez
merglet Ar flouradennoù disoñjet
‘Vel pa vefemp o c’hedal hon nozioù glan
‘Vel pa vefemp o talañ skleurenn an deiz
‘Vel pa vefemp oc’h heuliañ lufr ar stered
‘Vel pa vefemp o vont ‘darre gant an hent
‘Chom ‘met ar sioulder da ren ac’hanomp
‘Chom ‘met an amzer da varnañ ac’hanomp

As if

Have you kept in mind the dreams we scattered?
We painted a fire in the sky
Have you kept in mind the words we exchanged?
The memories left behind
Our broken trails have vanished
The flow of time has burnt down
The skyline of our lost dreams has disappeared
The foam swept away
As if we were waiting for our nights so pure
As if we were holding on to daylight
As if we were following the twinkling of stars
As if we were going forward along the road
And do you remember the broken traces
the footsteps wiped away along the beach
forgotten caresses
As if we were waiting for our nights so pure
As if we were holding on to daylight
As if we were following the twinkling of stars
As if we were going forward along the road
Nothing remains to rule us except the stillness‘
Nothing but time will be our judge

Sources : site de Brieg Guerveno