Don't tell me that boy was crazy
He didn't live like the others, that's all
And for what strange reasons
People who aren't like us,
It bothers us
Don't tell me this boy was worthless
He chose another path
And for what strange reasons
People who think differently
It bothers us
It bothers us
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He played the piano standing up
It may be a detail for you
But for me , that means a lot
It means he was free
Happy to be there despite everything
He played the piano standing up
When the cowards are on their knees
And the soldiers stand at attention
Simply on his two feet,
He wanted to be him, you understand
It was only for music that he was patriotic
He would have died on the field of honor for a few notes
And for what strange reasons,
People who hold on to their dreams,
It bothers us
He and his piano, they cried a few times
But when the others weren't there
And for what strange reasons,
His image marked my memory,
My memory..< br/>{Chorus}
He played the piano standing up
He sang to crazy rhythms
And for me that means a lot
It means try to live
Try to be happy,
It's worth it

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