La Quête invites us into Orelsan’s personal time machine, zipping from childhood classrooms that smell of play-dough to teenage nights spent sneaking out of the house. Each verse is a snapshot: the wide-eyed five-year-old hiding in his mother’s kindergarten, the sneaker-obsessed ten-year-old trying to impress his dad, the insecure teenager swapping homework for skateparks and first loves. By stringing these memories together, Orelsan shows how every age brings a new obsession, a fresh impatience to grow up, only to look back and wish time would slow.
The chorus – “c’qui compte c’est pas l’arrivée, c’est la quête” – is the song’s compass. It reminds us that the real treasure is not the finish line but the messy, beautiful journey itself. Family pride, self-doubt, friendships won and lost, even the small rebellions all become stepping stones in the search for purpose. In the end, Orelsan realizes the universe is “pas si mal” after all and invites listeners to savor their own quest, bumps and all.