Sur Ma Route
Black M
On my road
On my way, yes
There was movement, yes
Adventure in the movie
A life of roots
On my way, yes
I no longer count the worries
Enough to drive you crazy, yes
A life of roots
On my road
Along the way, I had moments of doubt
I was walking without knowing where, I was stubborn, nothing to worry about
On my way, I had no checked baggage
And, in my pocket, not a penny, just the family, between us
On my way, there were a lot of traffic jams
The truth: I often stumbled
Do you know that when you hit rock bottom
Are there few people with whom you can take refuge?
You can only count on your dear parents
Because friends disappear one by one
Yes, I sometimes have my forehead on the ground
Because God is great and, if we are alone, we die alone
On my way, yes
There was movement, yes
Adventure in the movie
A life of roots
On my way, yes
I no longer count the worries
Enough to drive you crazy, yes
A life of roots
On my way, I was hit on the sly
The impression that my heart is suffering, but I'm under anesthesia
On my way, I met quite a few old people
They were talking to me about the next day and that everything was going so quickly
Don't talk to me about nostalgia
Because I admit to you that my heart is too fragile
I'm like a shipwrecked pirate
Yes, my crew is more than damaged
I dry my tears, I lower my weapons
I don't even want to know why they're testing me, the others
If there's nothing left to take, I know I have one thing left
And, my road is too long, no time to take a break
