When through too much lucidity
And opposing feelings
I'll end up turning away
From my secondary lives
When through too much loyalty
To the uprootings that shaped me
I'll manage to detach myself
From everything that undoes me
When I no longer find the strength
To say yes to mean no
When I go change scenery
Face other rains
It won't be a deathly silence
We don't choose that road
But you can't smother a flame like that
We don't choose that feeling
Of having a departure deep inside
Because a father because a mother
Because every hand brushed
Will return to dust
Before anything has begun
Because not made for studies
Because not made for families
And not made for habits
Because there's surely a place
To gather all my brains
I'm that woman and that man
There are thousands in my skin
The further I go the less I know
The more I find the less I've found
But the more I forget the more I remember
That losing also belongs to us
We don't choose that road
But you can't smother a flame like that
We don't choose that feeling
Of having a departure deep inside
To be at the heart and on the side
Ahead of time and outdated
To have a world to meet
A trust to recover
A trust to recover
A trust to recover