LYRICS GAME

Please accept, ladies, these few words as a tribute

To your gender I admire, which stirs a storm in every man

In movies or in life you're the most beautiful characters

And without meaning to you hold our hearts and our thoughts hostage

Please accept, ladies, this declaration

As an honest attempt at reparation

Faced with the deep machismo of our customs, of our cultures

In the big book of humans make room for the break chapter

You're infinitely more subtle, more elegant and classier

Than the male crowd that talks loud and takes up all the space

And if I enjoy with both eyes when you swing your body

I also clap with both hands when you call out your pig

Behind every important man hides a woman who inspires him

Before every great human stands a breathing mother

"Woman is man's future," the poet wrote

Well, the future moved in, a good while ago

You're our muses, our influences, our motivation and our vices

You're Simone Veil, Marie Curie, Rosa Parks, Angela Davis

You're our mothers, you're our sisters

You're cashiers, you're doctors

You're our daughters and then our wives

We waver for your flame

How could we not be in boundless admiration

For those who carry and build for nine months our future

For those who juggle several jobs without batting an eye

The one she does in the day and the greatest: stay-at-home mom

Please accept, ladies, this genuine admiration

For your strength, your courage and your determination

Please accept, ladies, my friendly weakness

Faced with your fragility, your empathy and your tenderness

Please accept, ladies, this little intro

Because the future belongs to those we love too much

So nobody labels me a dead-serious anthology

Please accept, ladies, this delicate demagogy

You are the only one, you are the only

You are the only one, the only

You are the only one, you are the only one

You are, yes you are

You're our muses, our influences, our motivation and our vices

You're Simone Veil, Marie Curie, Rosa Parks, Angela Davis

You're our mothers, you're our sisters

You're cashiers, you're doctors

You're our daughters and then our wives

We waver for your flame