The sun is starting to set
I would like to capture one moment of eternity
I regret that my senses are not enough developped to discover the truth
We're living crazy lifes, I'm throwing big straight kicks in an enter gate which is in reality an exit
I'm still in the nineteenth district of Paris, I'm still wasting my head at rhum
I will be a real man when I'll be able to say « I love you »
We reasssure ourselves hoping the souls will survive while drama arise
It's crazy to see how much life is very brief
I turned my head from what I had to see
I used to have plans for the future it reserved others plans for me
I thank God because I'd be nothing without the music (nothing)
I thank God because I'd be nothing without the music (nothing)