Jacques Brel la quete

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Dreaming an impossible dream
Carrying the sorrow of departures
Burning with a possible fever
Leaving where no one leaves
Loving to the point of tears
Loving, even too much , even evil,
Try, without strength and without armor,
To reach the inaccessible star
Such is my quest,
Follow the star
Little m my chances matter
I don't care about time
Or my despair
And then always fight
Without questions or rest
Damn yourself
For or a word of love
I don't know if I will be that hero
But my heart would be at peace
And the cities would be splashed with blue
Because an unfortunate
Burns again, although having burned everything
Burns still, even too much, even badly
To manage to break away from it
To reach the inaccessible star.

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