For fun, we translated Embers into french and then back into English.
Here are the results:

There is an image on my management report fading with the sun
There is an image in my spirit because I fumbling with my gun
There is a song of the radio operator I ain't heard in 20 years
There is only with single direction I will never stop these tears

The eye of the spirit can describe you clearly while day
The spirit of the eye remembers...
But I want these memories far far! Like embers of the dead

There is a convulsif movement in my hand because I tighten my fingers
There is a smile on my face while I draw release
There is a song of the radio operator I ain't heard in 20 years
There is a hole in my head left out of fears 

The eye of the spirit can describe you clearly while day
The spirit of the eye remembers...
And I put these memories far far like embers from the dead