Lumières orange
Les Hommes effleurent la terre de leurs pas,
Certains font de grandes choses, au cieux lèvent les bras,
Certains peignent des rêves sur les murs de nos vies
Et arrachent des sourires à l'air triste de nos villes,
Soufflent les barrières et les fossés qui nous séparent,
Dans un tourbillon de joie jusque très tard dans la nuit,
on ère et on crie à corps perdu
Certains font de grandes choses, au cieux lèvent les bras,
Certains peignent des rêves sur les murs de nos vies
Et arrachent des sourires à l'air triste de nos villes,
Soufflent les barrières et les fossés qui nous séparent,
Dans un tourbillon de joie jusque très tard dans la nuit,
on ère et on crie à corps perdu
Credits
Writer(s): Philippe Tristan Fragione
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