As his shining grey Alfa Romeo
Endlessly rolls on the side
In an appletree field in Bretagne,
After crashing on a truck,
That was not supposed to be stuck
There in the middle of the road,
Just minutes before dying,
He remembers pieces of his life.
The full life of a happy man
Who has a loving Italian wife
A gorgeous Austrian lover,
An unstable father,
A distant son whom he feels
He has not been close enough,
A best friend named François,
With whom he runs a company.
In a few minutes,
All this will be gone.
Disappeared from the earth,
Remaining only in the memory
Of a few ones.
In a last minute,
Surrounded by a white fog,
All characters of his life,
Appear in front of him,
Standing silently,
Sadly looking at him,
For a last au revoir.

Why, every day, does it hurt?
When I have not seen you for years.
Why do I feel you so close?
When the link is so loose.
Why do I miss you?
While in a deep sleep you fall.
Why do you appear so distant?
When every day you send enchanting words.
Why do I want to possess you?
When obviously it can't be true.
Why do I keep saying we are friends?
While, in my heart, you are more.
Why don't you **** my hopes?
When, without your presence, you could make it soar.
Why?

Encrypted messages
They send to each other
Since they promised
That life may not offer
For now what they desire.
So here they are
Using the keyboards
Trying to express what they feel
Pretending they write about
Someone else.
But all this is recorded
One day
They will discover
What in that very place
They meant.

Give me your hand
Before the night falls
On my hopes and
On your dreams.
Let me take your heart
And trust me if you don't mind
Before we both fall apart
And let the feelings rewind.

There was a time
not a long time time ago
A time you were not always fine
When you would go
from one feeling to the other
My heart by these waves would be altered.
The roller coaster of your heart
Willingly I would board
Our moods at that speed would be hurt
These moves on my heart would be as a sword.
These mountains not anymore I can stand
I dream of a flat land
A river would run through it
The quiet river of our friendship.

It's confirmed : what does not **** us makes us stronger.

Children of the waves,
Shaken by the earth
Forget the days
Of their second birth
Looking at the sky,
At the white clouds high.
Questioning the future
And having no answer.

Don't even I think to say it aloud
Even if it comes as a detailed idea
And let it reappear one day out of a cloud
Life will show if it ever becomes reality.

Everyday, it is there
Next to him, in him,
A presence he does not dare
To look straight in the eyes.
From early in the morning
Till late in the evening,
It gives him no chance,
To escape anywhere.
Sometimes it is stronger,
In his head it sounds like
The waves on the Basque coast,
Going backwards,
Coming back
Stronger than
he can sometimes bear.
His vision it sometimes alters,
Shaping black clouds around.
The lady in white
Told him not to worry
So he obeys.
But the lady in black
With the long scythe,
Standing behind,
Invisible in the dark,
Silently giggles,
Patiently waiting
for this new client,
To enlarge her circles.

When everyone else
Is gone
Beyond the clouds
When the world crumbles
And the life is done
I will be the one
Surviving
The forgotten promises
The disappointments
The lost summer
The fading smile
The daily headache
I will survive it all
Because I'm strong
Don't get me wrong.
Yes Madam,
I will be
The last man.

The other night
He dreamt he would do it
Finally he would
Start the long journey
Taking him to the white cloud
Leaving people around him
And across the ocean,
Wondering
Why he did it.
Himself
Would not know the reason.
Then he woke up
And saw the fields of gold
Around him.
Leaving the white cloud high above.

I want to kiss your tears
When you cry
I want to caress your cheek
When you smile
I want to sit in the back and look at you
When you teach
I want to catch a rainbow
And tie it in your hair
I want to be in your dream
When you sleep
I want to hear your voice
If it is your choice
I want to hold you in my arms
And tell you
I will not leave you
Because I want to be your friend
Forever
If my heart allows.
Now, read what follows:
I want to whisper
To your ear,
So I feel you near,
That if you forget me,
I switch off the light.

You appeared out of nowhere
Years ago on a warm evening in Europe
Your tiny and elegant shape, your short blond hair
Our relationship was sweet and short
Then, who knows how, we lost each other
Trails of life bringing us to different ends of the world.
Fifteen years and the dark tunnel was suddenly over
I found you, again, as if you were newly born
And you had not changed a bit
The very same smile
The same sparkle in the eyes
As if you were mine.
Thanks for being who you are
In my heart you will never be far,
My friend forever.

Let me have
A last look
At your green horizon
Take me in your dream
To Warsaw and beyond
Before I fall asleep,
With a smile on my lips.