Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul
Still, I sometimes make mistakes, since it isn't easy
Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul,
But people also sometimes make mistakes . . . how random
I chose to have a voice, not just an echo
I chose to be the same man as under the shirt
I chose to die in art, not buried in gold
I chose to have honor, 9th of May, blood of a bull
I chose to be a hammer, to beat the nail on the head
I chose to have the key which my soul unlocks
I chose with my heart that which I won't lose through stockings
I chose to be the medicine to cure through lyrics
I didn't choose more girls so that one comes to me
I didn't choose to run from lightning what the storm cries
I didn't choose the easy road, the path without thorns
I didn't choose that large garden with water lilies and lilies
I chose in life the status of a revolver
Since I didn't want to be the bullet which guides it
I choose to not lie to myself anymore when I run into good
To give myself the gift daily of being sincere with myself
Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul
Still, I sometimes make mistakes, since it isn't easy
Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul,
But people also sometimes make mistakes . . . how random
I chose to not behave badly, that hate breeds hate
I chose to pay attention to all that comes out of my mouth
I chose to wake up when others sleep
I chose to love music with sleepless nights
I chose to not see myself as more than I am
I chose a simple life with a price per word
I chose to try to be an example, separate from the herd
So then when I leave here, I will leave something behind
I didn't choose very attentively those people
Who left my side when I was hungry
I chose to fly amongst parachutes, bare
But mine didn't open and I bumped into the sun
I chose wrong once totally because of the fear of fear
And I have finally convinced myself that it's all right for me to have vices, too
I chose all that I choose to feel that I'm living
And life has taught me what to protect myself from
Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul
Still, I sometimes make mistakes, since it isn't easy
Out of everything, I chose one: to have a human soul,
But people also sometimes make mistakes . . . how random