Pas Les Mots (Not the Words) sweeps us into a late-night living room where someone you love is haunted by a memory. The singer throws every comforting phrase he can think of - telling them the ghost is friendly, promising the sadness will pass, showering them with flowers and chocolates - yet every sentence feels clumsy. In the end he realises words fail, but arms do not; all he truly has to give is a quiet embrace.
This bittersweet ballad shines a light on the limits of language and the quiet strength of simple presence. Pierre Guénard reminds us that we cannot magic away another person’s grief; we can only hold them tight and wait for the sun to return. It is a heartfelt hug in musical form, celebrating empathy over eloquence and proving that sometimes the most powerful way to say “I’m here for you” is to say nothing at all.