I was told : don't ask too many questions
You know, little one, it's life that answers back
What is the point of wanting to know everything?
Look up, see what you can see
I was told : you must listen to your father
Mine said nothing when he left
Mum told me : you are too young to understand
And I grew up with a missing piece
Who has the right? Who has the right?
Who has the right to do this
To a child who truly believes
In what the grownups say
We spend our life saying thanks
Thanks to who? To what?
Deciding everything
For children to whom we lie
I was told that all men are the same
There are several gods, but only one sun
Yes, but the sun either shines or burns
You die of thirst or you drink bubbles
I'm sure you heard some too
Beautiful stories, yeah right.. all bullshit
So now, we are all on the road
Carrying our fears, our anxiety and our doubts
Who has the right? Who has the right?
Who has the right to do this
To a child who truly believes
In what the grownups say
We spend our life saying thanks
Thanks to who? To what?
Deciding everything
For children to whom we lie