You didn't see your life like that,
No suit-case when you were little,
Your locked up the body, moron costume,
You didn't imagine, I know it well.
I have also dreamed of dreams. Never mind.
You saw it big and it's just a very small life.
You didn't see it like that, the story
You were a storm and a black rock.
But who broke your crystal ball,
Broke your desires, made commonplace?
You're in ugly mustache, ugly sandals,
You're wobbly bell, little corporal in a shopping center.
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You didn't see her like that brother
Slowly your life you put k.o.
You were eight when you saw yourself
And that dream we all did.
First and first hat lace
It's not you who's there, it's not you who's beautiful
Binary drum and first hoof
It's not you who's there, it's not you who's beautiful
Dancing Quimper or Landerneau
It's not you who's there, it's not you who's beautiful
Blowing thunder in reed
You are not there
In the bagad of Lann Bihoué
You didn't see your life like that,
Tapioca, soup and salsify.
We all go the same, medium, medium
The great adventure, Tintin,
I dreamed of bagpipes, too.
Done now. Tell me what's fun for you?
You didn't see it here, the story.
You would have done well at the end of the Loire
But who put you a flat in this drawer,
Like a swordfish in a bathtub?
You're ugly on weekends, your little kids are lying around,
Missing captain, week boat
From a funny fun fair.
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