I was a teenager caught in the unknown
Walking through the city, surveying the streets
A loser the crowd, a claustrophobic child,
I had the want to change the world
I wrote things sometimes unnecessary
That the people around me thought strange
My voice on vinyl going through the air
Which enabled me to view the other world
The first stage was Normandy
I could hear people screaming Claude MC
There was hope in that other story
There were smiles in the audience to the back
After the concerts, there was no barrier
No guardrails, no career plan
We got to know each other through long stories
For all this happiness I thank you
I know that much later in my memories
I will have something other than long sighs
I will have joy and bright colors
And the feeling of always being drunk.
It's by your touch that I move
By your presence I'm evaluated
It is also for you that I write those sentences
Of introspection just after ecstasy
I hope for my part, I made you well,
Even a hug, even next to nothing
Just a note of music stimuli
A real speech, no imitation
Because it is time to say that we are you
That meeting you fills us with joy
That is why I don't think too much before I speak
In order to tell you this: thank you.