I would love to promise you the moon
I know nothing
About you, about our paths
I speak to you like that
For fear of being deaf
Silent, when my turn comes
As I imagine you
In a skirt or in jeans
Throwing you into my arms
Like in the distance
The nights that never 'never ending
I would love to promise you the moon
But the moon is already taken
To deliver for you the keys to fortune
In a world one not very peaceful
And if I get tired
from wanting to win too much
I have nothing to offer you
You are not born yet
I would tell you about my life
How it can make you want
And often disappoint
How they come together
The joys and the pains, all the time
br/>I would tell you about the one
Who took me under her wing
Without my knowing how
The one you will call
One day or another Mom
I would love to promise you the moon
But the moon is already taken
To deliver for you the keys to fortune
In a somewhat peaceful world
But men get tired
Wanting to win too much
Dreaming is not worth living
You are not yet born
But none of that
In the downstairs bedroom
Where it barely resonates
The sound of my footsteps
Just a frieze on the wall
And a mobile that doesn't turn
And I evoke in spite of myself
The emptiness of here below
Everything that without you does not interest me
I heal my wounds
I know. .. that you have already come to me
I would love to promise you the moon
But the moon is already taken
To deliver for you the keys to fortune
In a somewhat peaceful world
I would love to promise you the moon