STEPHANE GHILARDI
   (songwriter)

It's not easy to move forward in this closed world,

No wind to push me nor the rear protected  !

Some find me  gifted but it took work!

From the conservatory to the evenings just paid  !

I don't have the right friends, the right starters,

Music is my life... and I know...

…That's all I have left,

This dream belongs only to me...

Who didn't know  not, how beautiful it is, the show "  kisses  » seen from up there  !

Of the oldest of my dreams, which necessarily clings to me,

There will never be a truce ahead  the cannons  !

And even if screaming, I meet giants,

Who tell me,  die here  ", you are without talent  !

But for me these are not childish whims,

I want to play them  the symphony of the last...

…All I have left is this,

This dream belongs only to me...

Who didn't know  not, how beautiful it is, the show "  kisses  » seen from up there  !

touch the sun   artificial  

and Lucie's diamonds in the sky...

Since this morning I've been waiting for you cold transit  !

The train without a ticket, clandestine in fraud for you  !

In the anonymous crowd I am there, the texts under my arm  !

I'm waiting pantomime, lexomil between the fingers,

To write for you…to write for you…to write for you…because

That's all I have left,

This dream, I made it with you,

I touched the artificial sun and Lucie's diamonds  …

(Aurélie Ollivier / Stéphane Ghilardi)

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