I return to the pond
and its black swan
if I were a child
I would give him my bread
to feel useful
to feel human
but times have changed
one must keep their bread

from below do you see
you the eyes of the pond
am I standing upright?
am I pretending?
but for whom would I do it?
what do you see inside?
would I be an opponent?

I search in the pond
a naked truth
a sign of spring
an absolute answer
a definitive path
a permanent sun
to accept tomorrow
to have white hair

from below do you see
you the eyes of the pond
am I at the end?
do I still have time?
do I no longer love anything?
do I love madly?
would I be an opponent?

Eternally….

I practice going out
to lose my way
to finally betray myself
and to earn my bread
but I always dive back in
but I always come back
this city is my city
and this bench is mine

from below do you see
you the eyes of the pond
am I standing upright?
do I finally look tall?
but why would I be?
what do you see inside?
would I be an opponent?

Will this pond one day
see me go straight
pushing a child
a newspaper under my arm
hair pulled back
and a ring on my finger
a cross on my slingshot
in the best of worlds?

from below do you see
you the eyes of the pond
will I go to the end
of who I really am?
but why would I do it?
who am I secretly
would I be an opponent?
eternally…
eternally…

will it be eternally each for his chapel
each for his sorrow for his piece of sky
will it be eternally the curves, the audiences
there are the damages, there is the violence

will it be eternally the oaths that we scuttle
the risks that cancel under this overflowing wine
the jackets that turn around and with a smile
thank you goodbye and long live the future

will it be eternally hoping for the other world
where one wouldn't have to be cunning every second
hoping that money would mean nothing
hoping that the cops learn to behave

will it be eternally too much and too little
the constant lack and this smoke and mirrors
to feel alive all these blows we give ourselves
the violent mystery of the dreams we abandon

am I at the end of my nerves
or still a child
would I be an opponent
eternally

CONSULTER LES PAROLES ORIGINALES