Dérive literally means "drift," like a boat that is adrift at sea. It's a beautiful, poetic word to describe something that is aimless and being carried along by outside forces.
In this song, Zaho sings that the couple is "un peu plus à la dérive" (a little more adrift). She uses this powerful metaphor to paint a picture of their relationship losing its direction and slowly, helplessly drifting apart, perfectly capturing the song's melancholic feeling.
In “Comme Tous Les Soirs” Zaho rewinds the tape of a love story that used to feel limitless. She sings to her partner like someone leafing through an old photo album: “Mon amour… rappelle-toi nos souvenirs / On était libre.” The nights were once filled with laughter and the certainty that one hug could fix anything. Now the same nights stretch out, heavy with silence, as two hearts that no longer beat in sync try to pretend nothing has changed.
Instead of pointing fingers, Zaho admits that both lovers share the blame. The chorus – repeating “comme tous les soirs” – becomes a bittersweet mantra, reminding us how routine can turn magic into melancholy. By the end, she proposes liberation: tear off the “invisible chains,” speak the truth, and, if necessary, say goodbye. It is a soulful snapshot of a relationship caught between nostalgia and the courageous choice to let go.