Le semeur

He is one of those people who leave traces
Beyond time
Beyond the passing wind
He is one of those men who with their hands
Have buried in the earth
A reed that will bloom
Even after he leaves
Because stronger than winter
It will survive
His heart has often healed his sorrows
When grayer days
Threatened his tomorrows
But he has known, as the ultimate love
A support when the dramas
Would come to ravage them unexpectedly
The sower has his dreams
That he takes with him
A vein, a sap
From which we also drink
As long as he remains
We will live through him
Against all odds, he will not believe
That from a planted seed
Only a little hope will sprout
He will not listen to what
His faith, his reason
The seasons will not be able to
Against the shadow of his ways
Nor the wake of his steps
Of what he left, of what he sowed
He already knows
For others, they will reap
But from his passing, he will have tasted
Of his legacy
For his children, he will live
In his garden, he will be
The song of the sower will remain
For his children, he will be
In his garden, he will live
The song of the sower will remain