Foggy day, quiet town
Playing music on my phone
My notebook saying “we’re fine”

Leaning on my window, my eyes on the street
Wishing that tomorrow, life is gonna be sweet
Not that it is not, but just that it might be
Much better, yes I hope, yet that is mystery

Who should you let influence you

Who would give their opinions

Who the heck are to warn you

There are those who claim to be an expert

Then, are convinced that they know how to

They don’t even give you a chance

To experiment it as you go through

Who ought to be involved

Who should you let influence you

Who would give their opinions

Who the heck are to warn you

There are those that you respect

But just don’t have the same point of view

Regarding what is actually the best,

Everything is up to you

On ne peut jamais empêcher les préjugés

Une apparence sera toujours interprétée

Un comportement est fait pour être commenté

Un style aura toujours ses propriétés

Une ville ne peut se passer de ses bas quartiers

Comme les empreintes que l’on laisse sur un clavier,

Notre présent sera toujours lié à notre passé.

Il y a des épisodes qu’on essaie d’oublier

Pour aller de l’avant, et  pouvoir avancer

On y arrive si on y met toute notre volonté

En se disant, « tu ne m’auras plus, c’en est assez »

Pour le passage d’ « enfant » à « majeure et vaccinée »

On doit rencontrer des obstacles le long du trajet

On apprend à être fort, après être tombé

Pour défier l’échec, on ne peut que se relever

On aura des choix à faire, des choses à abandonner

Des bruits à taire, des grandes gueules à fermer

Des textes à écrire, des histoires à raconter

Et pour survivre, il suffira d’AIMER.

Now that you’re here,
Sunset is getting even more beautiful
As I know it’s setting here to rise where you are
Texts are becoming so delightful
For I feel they come from your loving heart

Now that you’re here,
I have the impression that everything is different
Kind of every single minute is a precious moment
As if nothing else could be more important
Than what we share every single second

Now that you’re here,
I think that the feeling of emptiness has gone,
I forgot that bad sensation of loneliness I’ve know
I got so used to celibacy, that I came to enjoy freedom
But now that you’re “with me”, please don’t leave me alone ..

Now that you’re here,
It’s hard to help from falling
For you give me so good loving
Now my “You” goes before “I”,
Let me use “WE” till I die.

When he takes time answering
I guess another melting text is coming
He’s such of a man, my sweet bastard
That’s probably why he owns my heart.

He doesn’t need to be boastful
He doesn’t need to pretend
He just has to be himself
He just has to use his hands

Whatever he’s doing, he does it with passion
Wherever he’s living, I’d have to cross oceans
He’s the one whose face I’ve never met
But the ONE for whom I’d ever wait

For we’re dating with our hearts
We’re expressing through our arts
We’ve got so much in common, I’m fixed
Never will I intend to leave this HEARTist.

This translated slam opened them
And this is when I saw your name
I started to track back and wondering
How much you could be so amazing

The words you write are usual
The messages you convey are not that new
But their meanings get so damn special
Just coz they’re signed by you

The way you are is finally so real
Laid back, easy going, no big deal
I found in you what I call “b.e.z.a.o”
With you is where I belong from “now”

It took me time to figure out
That you must have been sent from heaven
And love is just what it’s all about
To all our dreams and prayers I say “Amen”

taty, taty, taty ianao nitonatonana
izaho, izaho, izaho namaly moramora oeee
Any alavidavitra any oa mba mitady ah
any angamba misy eh

tsy izaho velively zany kyala zany ah
tsy izaho velyvely zany kyala zany ah
tsy izaho velively no olona hoazonao @zany ah …

nitady olona désepérée,
ka anaiky mora ianao
nitady olona naïve be
ka ho voafitaka mora ianao
nitady olona tia rendrarendra
iarahana mirevy be ianao
nitady olona tsara tarehy
izestiavana @bandy oa ianao

taty, taty, taty ianao nitonatonana
izaho, izaho, izaho namaly moramora oeee
Any alavidavitra any oa mba mitady ah
any angamba misy eh

tsy izaho velively zany kyala zany ah
tsy izaho velyvely zany kyala zany ah
tsy izaho velively no olona hoazonao @zany ah …

Stars shining bright above you, night breezes seem to whisper, “I love you”. Birds singing in the sycamore tree, “Dream a little dream of me”. Say “nighty-night” and kiss me. Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll missme. While I’m alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me. Stars fading, but I linger on, dear. Still craving your kiss, I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear. Just saying this:

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you. But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me.

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear. Still craving your kiss, I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear. Just saying this: Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you. Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you. But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me.

If I were the boss,
Even just for a week,
I’d organise an after work
With food, drink and a nice talk
We’d all have fun together on Friday

If I were the boss,
Even just for a month,
I’d decrease the pressure and be cool
I’d let them set their own rules
As long as they work well, then get paid

If I were the boss,
Even just for a year,
I’d organize some outtings thrice
And grant some snack twice (a day)
Then we’d go all together on holidays

But I’m not the boss,
So I can’t be a pain in one’s ass
I just can show them I can bear
I can do it, but I swear
Someday I’ll be a better boss …

La même chose quand tu vas à une réunion de famille. Tout le monde te demande « alors, tu fais quoi maintenant déjà ? » ou « alors tu te maries quand ? » … Si ce n’est pas à toi, c’est à tes parents. Et en parlant des parents, ton statut compte aussi beaucoup pour eux. Même si ils ne te forcent pas à avoir une situation stable, quelque part, ils s’inquiètent à ton sujet et prient pour que tu réussisses pour être rassurés et pouvoir être fiers de toi quand ils parlent de ta vie avec des proches ou des collègues, ou juste des connaissances.

Et encore, quand tu discutes en ligne, « tu fais quoi dans la vie ? », « est-ce que t’es avec quelqu’un ? », … te sont très souvent posées … par habitude ou par curiosité ou juste pour entamer une conversation … mais quand c’en est trop, ça devient lassant …

A un certain moment de ta vie, la société pense (oui, elle pense) que tu devrais déja vivre ou être comme tel ou tel, avoir telle ou telle situation, atteindre tel ou tel objectif … bref, tout un cliché quoi … Parfois, toutes ces pressions, bien que indirectes, t’obligent à faire de ton mieux et d’essayer d’avoir cette « situation » ou sinon de te re tirer de “cette” société … MAIS PAS TOUJOURS.