À Ma Manière

The day
That will forever
See the heavy
Curtain fall
On me,
I will tell
God in a
Very unchristian voice:
I did,
Good or bad,
What I loved
On this earth,
As an actor,
In my own way,
In my own way

Life
Has calmed me
down from my craziness,
And I declare:
If I have known
Crooked hits,
I still had
My days of glory.
To those,
False virtuous ones,
Who want to
Throw stones at me
I say: I have seen
And lived everything
In my own way

One day a tyrant, the next a martyr
I've suffered, I've made others suffer
Young woman, or on the decline
Whore with a big heart, I'm full of love
Surprised your bodies, no comment,
In my own way

Loudmouth
I took the lead
Under the banner
Of many causes.
If age helps,
With time
We gain ground,
We stiffen,
Me nothing,
Truly nothing,
Has put a stop
To my anger
I protested
And accused
In my own way

I could never, I admit
Live voiceless and on my knees
From outbursts to heartfelt cries
I knew how to defend my values
To own up, I fought
In my own way

Faith
It comes, it goes
The devil in me
Has done his work.
I got beaten up
I derailed,
And swallowed
Some bitter pills.
Since then
I have only committed
One crime,
The one of making
My days
And my loves
Sing in my own way