I Pretend
The class photo
The pink smile of a girl in front of me
The small malignant air which follows my grimaces
The life which traces
The memories which do not have any place
And the great outdoors which make me drink the cup
The time which passes
I pretend
I play big,
I invent myself dads
The large ones, strong, which I do not resemble
But which gives me the strength to believe in me
I pretend
I tremble with the idea that I am not liked
I tightly hug mom who takes me in her arms
I pretend that nothing will happen to me
Will not happen to me
First shivers
One learns the guitar under the eiderdown
His/her mother does not want ego, it is a little idiot
The nights from go away
And my first history gets into the plane
My tears are interfered with Brazil Milton
First song
I pretend
I play the guy with whom one does not do it
I am absent, it will not return
I embrace lips which I do not know
I make seeming
I take my voice without life with end of arm
I enter doors where I am wanted
That makes smile,
one says that one will remember me
One does not rememberl me
And then one day
Hands are held to offer me love
Voices are linked to guide my turnings
The world around
Those which like me,
the others which count the days
Those which always make me hope
Too much world around
I pretend
I play to believe that I deserve all that
I am trembling,
these people are there for me
I tell them my life
and they see me
I pretend more
I return his life to my voice, with arm's end
That, I wait, must hide there
It must hide well, I do not see it
I do not see it
The first day
I am raised if one pushes me in the court
I am Thierry the Sling, I always gain
And time runs out…