The shadow of the trees has changed colors
The large table invaded by smokers
Stretches out and shares
And shares reluctantly

The shadow of the trees has taken on a sulky air
On all fours in the middle of the drinkers
I move forward and question myself
The doctor is watching me
His eye speaks to me
His arms untangle me from this fog
I wake up a little more each night

My hands are warm, Marie
You see, it's getting better
The pain is over
The doctor told me so
We will live in the music
And between the wall and oblivion
We can resume the journey

Today I am healed

I saw Axel and his fiancée Lilli
There is talk that one day they will get married
She is still pregnant
Still pregnant and it's pretty

Little Jeanne is twelve and a half
How old would our brother be today
Here his place is empty
We live in silence
And his face
In our existences
Speaks and smiles
His cry fades a little more each night

Ref: My hands are warm, Marie...

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