Ces Choses-là (feat. Corson)

There are things that happen like that
And all those people we don't understand
Illusions that we no longer believe
And then dreams that have disappeared
And then there's you who are way too far
Who closes your eyes thinking everything is fine
I know that for you I don't exist anymore
And I really don't get it
You see
I wanted to be able to go higher
Scream my hatred, be funny
Lose my temper
More than necessary
But

I know that one day you'll leave
I know that one day you'll fly away
Maybe one day you'll suffer
Or maybe you'll laugh
But I won't be here anymore
I'm too proud for that
And if we cry, tell me
Will it really change anything?

We live things as best we can
We believe in ourselves or in God
It seems that today to be happy
We should know how to close our eyes
Be the height of indecency
Or the symbol of ignorance
And the truth is suffering
But

I know that one day you'll leave
I know that one day you'll fly away
Maybe one day you'll suffer
Or maybe you'll laugh
But I won't be here anymore
I'm too proud for that
And if we cry, tell me
Will it really change anything?

Life is beautiful, subtle, epic, idle
It's about our choices, our desires, our memories
It's stupid, futile, appealing, conventional
It's suffering, it's mean, and sometimes it's annoying
Life is beautiful, subtle, epic, idle
It's about our choices, our desires, our memories
It's stupid, futile, appealing, conventional
It's suffering, it's mean, and sometimes it's annoying

I know that one day you'll leave
I know that one day you'll fly away
Maybe one day you'll suffer
Or maybe you'll laugh
But I won't be here anymore
I'm too proud for that
And if we cry, tell me
Will it really change anything?