Following a star
Carried wherever the wind should blow
Lifting the sails
On the dinghies, the old riggings
And filling up with the air of time
In our solitary races
Passengers lost
Inventors, travelling salesmen
We go forward without knowing anything
Girls in love or sea-fishermen
All going towards the same story...
Following a star
For my star, indulging in all the battles
Raising the sails
Against the sky,
And causing the citadels to fall
All my virtual ramparts
Whatever happens
Finding my silk route
Heading for the Forest of Brocéliande
Following the tracks of Percival
I want to find my legend
To attach myself to an ideal
In spite of fear
I want to keep for my heart
The best... the best...
Love in my soul
Across this world, I feel
That someone is waiting
And meeting on this earth
A little loving solidarity,
Whatever happens
Finding the road that leads to you
Following a star,
Up there, up there, running wherever the wind should blow
Raising the sails
And hoisting high on the old riggings
Following a star,
Up there, up there, running wherever the wind should blow
Raising the sails
And hoisting high on the old riggings