Celine Dion
Miscellaneous
The First Will Be the Last
When to walk without any other purpose
No more spent tomorrow
In the nothingness of the cold of the street
When walking without any other goal
No past tomorrow broken down
In the cold's nothing of the street
When words no longer exist
When hope is forgotten, dissolved
When even alcohol no longer makes you drunk
What remains are the torn sentences
Of those sentences that we throw away before giving up
When words no longer exists
When hope forgotten, dissolved
br/>When even alcohols no more make drunk
Remain the scratched phrases
From those phrases we throw before giving away
The last will be the first
In the other reality
We will be princes of eternity
Lasts will be firsts
In the other reality
We'll be princes of eternity
A ticket on the sidewalk
In a journal of other stories
A sun ray randomly
A bill on the sidewalk
In a newspaper other stories
A sun ray randomly
An abandoned flower
What others have left aside
No longer new enough, no longer enough
When your place is outside
Only these sentences remain like a treasure island
An abandoned flower
What others leaved by
Not new enough, not enough
When your place is outside
Leaving only these phrases as treasure island
The last shall be first
In the other reality
We will be princes of eternity
Lasts will be firsts
In the other reality
We'll be princes of eternity

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