À Nous feels like a passionate group photo set to music. Belgian-French songwriter Noé Preszow lines up all the misfits, day-dreamers, under-dogs and polite rebels who stumble through crowded metros, scribble in notebooks, or simply gasp for air in a world that moves too fast. With a rolling list of “À nous…” he salutes everyone who refuses to trade their authenticity for trends, who still remembers the wild fire of being ten years old, and who pedals toward eternity on shoes “made of mist.”
The refrain promises that this ragtag community will keep walking “a thousand more moons” before tomorrow can steal their remaining sparks of hope. By the final verse, Preszow widens the circle to those facing war, hunger, censorship and exile, turning the song into a bridge of solidarity across walls and oceans. The result is both a rallying cry and a comforting hug: an anthem that says, We are many, we are imperfect, and we are still here, together.