Prière Païenne

Hands clasped, that's easy
Closing my eyes, I prefer that
Knees bent, not impossible
Being silent for a bit, 'Mmm' why not

But my prayer, it's mine
I put in it all that I love, what I hope for
All that I believe

I pray to the earth with all my voice
But not to the sky, it doesn't hear me
But not to the sky, too high for me

When I wake up, I praise the day
Life always, all its wonders

I pray to the roses, I pray to the woods
The virtuosos, anything

I pray to winter when it goes away
Summer, the stars and the sea
And the sun and its bursts

And I'm sincere, I pray for all that
But you, sky, you don't hear me
But you, sky, are you there

It's my pagan prayer
My creed, my profession of faith
It's my earthly plea
I put in it all that I hope for
And all that I believe

I pray to the earth, with all my voice
And you, sky, don't forget us

I pray for men, I pray for kings
To be more human, to be less king

I pray for the eyes, the defeated eyes
What the heavens never see
I pray for love, and our brains
That we imagine and that we act
And without relying too much on above

Wise poet, I pray for you
And you, sky, listen to me
And you, sky, hear my voice

I pray for peace, the unexpected
The 'Our Fathers' have given nothing

And all the men of light
Who make war on war

I pray for our dreams, I pray for our arms
But you, sky, hear my voice
And you, sky, hear our voices,
Don't forget us