Carpe diem

The Dead Poets Society
Flipping through the channels last night
She had written on her suede pencil case
Seize the Day
I remember the one who made me change seats
and learn humility
Who in the class delegate elections
Would have been a unanimous choice

But she was the new girl who arrived in the middle of the school year
Fatal
Because her parents had to move
Leave their native Finistère
Her name was Marie, Martine, Isabelle, or Solange
With a strange accent, strange expressions
The girl who came from afar, as exotic as can be
Had caused chaos in 3e5

It's a high school crush, a ghost from the past
That comes back to you at breakfast, a high school icon
Time plays tricks and takes back what it sows
Seize the Day

With my fickle heart, and my pimples on my forehead
I tried as best as I could
To play the sentimental
Hormones in turmoil
I see myself sweating, under my anorak, as comfortable as a fish out of water
When I recited like a nervous Cyrano
"Can you lend me your white, please?"

So I took the plunge, I invited her
To the best fast food joint in the area
To drink like a lord a banana milkshake
In large cardboard cups
To the sound of The Big Blue, holding her in my arms
Ultimate scene of the party: Sophie Marceau and me
The divine Breton, absolute beauty
Had set her sights on me

It's a high school crush, a ghost from the past
That comes back to you at breakfast, a high school icon
Time plays tricks and takes back what it sows
Seize the Day

How many times I had played this movie
Projecting my life in the year 2000 on the ceiling
I see myself as a designer or maybe a musician
She would be a lawyer, and also a model
In a large glass house by the water
With a big clumsy Bernese mountain dog
Golden-haired children running in the garden
A kind of Ingalls family but less American

... And much better
Yeah
And much better!

It's a high school crush, a ghost from the past
That comes back to you at breakfast, a high school icon
Time plays tricks and takes back those who love each other
Seize the Day