Déclaration

I declare the state of permanent happiness
And everyone's right to all privileges.
I say that suffering is sacrilege
When there are roses and white bread for all.
I challenge the legitimacy of wars,
Justice that kills and death that punishes,
Consciences that sleep deep in their bed,
Civilization in the arms of mercenaries.
I watch this aging century die.
A different world will rise from its ashes
But it's no longer enough to simply wait for it:
I've waited too long. I want it now.
May my wife be beautiful every hour of the day
Without having to hide under makeup
And may it no longer be said to put off
The desire I have for her and to make love to her.
May our sons be men, not just adults
And may they be what we wanted to be once.
May we be brothers, comrades, and accomplices
Instead of being two generations that insult each other.
May our fathers finally emancipate themselves
And take the time to caress their wives
After a lifetime of sweat and tears
And the interwar periods that were not peace.

I declare the state of permanent happiness
Without it being just words with music,
Without waiting for messianic times to come,
Without it being voted on in any parliament.

I say that, from now on, we will be responsible.
We will not be accountable to anyone or anything
And we will turn chance into destiny,
Alone on board, without a master, without god, without devil.

And if you want to come, cross the gangway.
There is room for everyone and each one
But we still have to go a long way
To go see a new star shine.

I declare the state of permanent happiness.