À Nous

To us in disorder but in uncompromising
To us who must bite and to us in urgency
To us not trendy, to us in the setting
To us who don't know how to hold our bodies

To us in the universe, to us in the infinite
To us in the lack of air, amazed to be alive
To us in writing and to us without words
To us in the crossed-out lines and in the backpack
Dreaming of forests, dreaming of rivers

To us in the subway seeking the light
To us chasing magnificent losers
To us in the illusion of a prophetic path
To us overflowing in laughter and tears
Not mourning our days of flame
When we were 10, taking big strides
Pedaling, pedaling for eternity

We will walk a thousand more moons, a thousand more days before tomorrow
Before tomorrow takes away the shavings of hope we hold
We will cross a thousand more dunes with our flaws, our missteps
With our misty soles whoever we are

To us who don't play poor or crazy
Because we see others sinking in front of us
We can have a roof and a noose around our neck
We can have rights and walk on our knees

To us who talk to each other in the mirror
To us seeing double, seeing black and white
To us too polite who think the same
Turning the other cheek but clenching our fists

To us seen as unfriendly
And especially as idiots seeking the authentic
To us in songs from 40 years ago
But to us looking ahead, ahead, ahead
To us in the reels, in the clumsy
In postcards and bonfires

To us who will never sell our truths
To us who will implode, and it won't be long
We will walk a thousand more moons, a thousand more days before tomorrow
Before tomorrow takes away the shavings of hope we hold
We will cross a thousand more dunes with our flaws, our missteps
With our misty soles whoever we are

To us fleeing where they talk in vain about television or stores
To us who are here falling like everyone
Into the trap, into the networks, into the void and the overflow
But preparing for when it's over
When we'll have to talk and become friends again
When we can say everything without filters
Without needing a motherboard
When we won't know who's going where
Who's worth what and who doesn't care about us

To us without a flag, without a label
To us without gold bars, without glitter
To us in our glasses of water or black coffees
Not masking our nights of hardship
Not toasting in trendy places
Whistling our fragility in the wind

We will walk a thousand more moons, a thousand more days before tomorrow
Before tomorrow takes away the shavings of hope we hold
We will cross a thousand more dunes with our flaws, our missteps
With our misty soles

We will walk a thousand more moons, a thousand more days before tomorrow
Before tomorrow takes away the shavings of hope we hold
We will cross a thousand more dunes with our flaws, our missteps
With our misty soles whoever we are

To you on the other side of the wall or the sea
In besieged cities, blood and dust
To you without a voice, with an empty stomach
In humiliation, with a strong heart

To you behind bars under bombardments
To you drowning, to you the dissidents
To you in injustice, to you behind bars
To your daughters, to your sons, to you