Pas a Pas

For a long time, I don't know
Where the wind leads me
That's why I'm not
One of those who walk ahead
It's the most beautiful path
That has tempted many
Mine is made by the hoof
That I put every morning
At the mercy of the sea spray

This gentleman does what he wants
Madam doesn't know if she should
A child who would do better
To grow up as he believes
A railway worker on rails
Watching the cows go by
A pearl in a harem
Who no longer wants to be tied
A loving antique dealer
Who suddenly feels too old
There's already some improvement

We'll see
We'll see if it's worth
The look, over there
There, just a little lower
We'll see, we'll see
We can see that it's not going well
No, no, the rhythmic steps
That's not how we're going to dance

For a long time, I don't know
Where the wind leads
That's why I'm not
One of those who walk ahead
Some seem to be pushed
By great winds of ideals
Others have stayed ashore
Because these poor sailors
Don't have the wind at their backs

This gentleman does what he can
Madam is sure of her right
A child who makes others envious
As soon as he takes his first steps
A fakir, a prosthetist
Who make mistakes and insist
A white elephant in white
Who, as best he can, defends himself
For his aerial defenses
These two, which he considers his own
Should be left to him

For a long time, I don't know
Where the wind leads me
That's why I'm not
One of those who walk ahead
It's the most beautiful path
That has tempted many
This famous beaten path
That has been beaten like dogs
But for everyone, it's step by step
On all fours in the bushes
That we will make discoveries