LEAVES AND STONES
Every day, when i got to school
I'm taking the same old way
I like to play with leaves and stones
And jump over rivers and...
Look at this tired man with distorted face
And the young dog that's dragging his master
And i rush to the corner
Just to see that the future is endlessly
Open to me
Every day, when i go to work
I'm taking the same old way
I like to see the children play when
They jump over puddles and...
Look how they're laughing with arrogant faces!
When these wild eyes are gazing at me
Then i think to myself
That i'm not quite like those bays are endlessly
Hoping to be
Writer/s: Francois MAURIN
