LYRICS GAME

I'm locked up, in a tight space

In my cell

Every day the same coffee

But it's time

That dissolves

These good deeds

That we regret

These mistakes that we make again

In the visiting room, I talk as much

To my son as to my reflection

I'm freezing, I'm knocking back

Drinks and winters

To reassure themselves

The passersby must all

Think that we're hibernating

Lulled by the sound of footsteps

And the sound of coins

In pockets

Between this guy and my dog

I wonder

Who I'm closest to

I'm rich

They want to make me believe

That it's a shame

As if I were responsible

For all the misery in the world

Me, I don't owe anybody anything

Even if money runs out

They all want a taste

Of the fruit from the tree I planted

I'm sick

But I prefer to say

Soon-to-be cured

My pupils are fixed on the hand

Of the watch that shines

On my wrist

Cramped in my body

I watch the world

Through the keyhole

People will say that all I did

Was widen the Social Security deficit

I'm a believer

I'm criticized

Often for being one

They criticize my beard

Yet I have the same one

As Jean Jaurès

They compare me to barbarians

In whom I've never believed

The mosques are too small

So sometimes I pray in the street

I'm a little lost

My little lungs

Fill up with air

Newcomer on Earth

My first tears

Trigger my father's

Lucky me

With my family

I feel like I belong

But I don't forget

That I could have been born

In the room across the hall

I'm alone

At the end of a hallway

Nobody asks for my opinion

I've gotten older, so there you have it

I have way more wrinkles than friends

I'd like to share my mistakes

Tell you about my doubts

Sometimes, I talk to myself

To be sure

That someone is listening to me

I'm exhausted

But not for long

I'm sure of it

The ringing of the phone

The pressure

Have widened my wounds

I don't remember the date

Of my last laughing fit

I am a man

Soon, I'll be a memory

I'm finally here

This land is no longer a mirage

I arrived by boat

But mostly by miracle

A new life awaits me here

Much calmer and more stable

This morning, I wrote

Everything is fine

On the back of the postcard

I'm proud

But how can I describe to you

Everything I feel

When I walk in town

Fewer and fewer people

Look like me

In the elevator

I don't even speak the language anymore

Of my neighbor

By planting so many trees

There won't be any more room

For our roots

I'm tired

My back hurts and my kidneys ache

The wrinkles on my face

Remind me of the mountains

From where I come from

They lied to me

And it's too late

That I understood it

They say this country isn't mine

Even though I'm the one who built it

I'm sitting

And fate has made it so

That I'll never get up again

In this ocean

I have the feeling

Of having always struggled

A headache

To get on the bus

Go to work

Get through their doors

Often people look at me

And answer me

That it's not their fault

I'm happy

Young graduate

Rock-solid spirit, I've amazed

Those who dreamed

Of seeing me give up

My family is far from here

I hope that over there

They're proud

I just won the fight

That my mother had started

I'm confident

I look at my class

A little too full for me

And I'll hold their hands

Until success

Opens its arms to them

I've understood that sometimes

Adults are lost

Because the greatest lessons

They're the ones who gave them to me

I'm pissed off

In my neighborhood

We get bored far from the city

We write, we pray, we scream

And I have friends who deal

My big brother is unemployed

My buddy makes 5000 a month

In middle school, it's a f*cking mess

Soon, I'll have to make a choice

I'm far away

What happens back home

Doesn't interest many people

For others, we're living a dream

Yet, we often go around in circles

Everything's expensive, with the mainland

There's like a latency

The beach, the palm trees

But me, I'm not on vacation

I'm discreet

My father told me

Not to make waves

My religion

A lighthouse guiding my steps

Since I put on the veil

It's funny that they watch me

But that they do everything

To teach me a lesson

By preventing me from going to class

I'm worried

Towards my faith

Many haughty looks

I get lectures from guys

Who do nothing for their fellow man

Humanity has no more heart

I see the world

Turning and changing

And I'm sad to see

That there are fewer and fewer

People on Sunday

I'm in love

And I don't see

Whose business that is

Besides me and the one with whom

I share my bed at night

I love him

We slalom between the insults

And the jokes

To think that not long ago

I wasn't allowed

To offer him a ring

I'm forgotten

My ends of the month

Are on the line

It's become rare to go to a restaurant

Or to go see a movie

I'm just a vote, a number

A statistic

One more dot in the crowd

Me, I was just born here

And I feel like

Nobody gives a f*ck

I am an appointment

A coincidence, a soccer game

A wedding, a protest

A birthday, a hug

A fight, a crime scene

A judgment, a laughing kid

A mistake, a snow-covered mountain

I am the tip

Of an author's pen

I am the tears of a departure

I am the warmth of bars

I am a five-star flavor

Or the grease of a kebab

The lazy, the night owls

The early birds

The complainers

The looks in the metro

A racist uncle, an empty concert

The crisis, the depression that tightens its grip

I am excellence

Elegance or the hope

Of a birth

These countrysides in the silence

These huge, immense cities

So dense

I am a little of me

And a lot of others

When I think about it

I am France