He has his little shop
He multiplies the breads in plastic film
He's a good guy, a bit eccentric
Like often the only sons

He has his little business
He offers seeds to girls under the rain
Gives his arm to the lady who crosses
A modern guy, in jeans and Converse

But as he knows what's going on around
That he is neither blind nor deaf
Under his canvas jacket
He has his bulletproof vest

And as he understood very well
The world in which we live
He never goes out without
His little elegant Colt

He has a crazy class
He says words that bewitch, that fly away
Over the roofs, the parables
He says "we must not panic"

He speaks with his hands joined
Of his father in heaven, his mother a saint
Who could have walked without leaving a trace
He says "be cool, have no fear"

But as he knows what's going on around
That he is neither blind nor deaf
Under his canvas jacket
He has his bulletproof vest

And as he understood very well
The world in which we live
He never goes out without
His little elegant Colt

He's not at all who you think he is, he's over 35
His fiancée Marie-Marlene he sees her every weekend
He has well-placed friends at the counter of certain cafes
The gang with which he hangs out
It revolves around a dozen

He tells them that everything will eventually change
That everything will end well
That everything will eventually change
He tells them that everything will eventually change
That everything will end well
That everything will eventually change

But as he knows what's going on around
That he is neither blind nor deaf
And as he understood very well
He's a good guy, a bit eccentric
Like often the only son

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