Coeur Volant
Zaz
Flying Heart
Bringing to life, the dreams, the colors,
Seeing the moon, the stars, everything comes back around.
Winding through the alleys,
In the forgetfulness, in the fear,
Little genius with fairy fingers,
Fixing the hours,
Spreading his wings,
A heart that cried, that takes flight
Love healed what was missing.
She was unknown, curious, then a friend
A wink as a gift
Little mermaid with eyes of night
Her key carried the living dream
A secret they now share.
He was a magician of images and poems
Tamer of dreams,
Hiding in the shadows,
Alone with his broken game,
His heart shattered
Things in pieces are mended once more.
Dream …
Don’t forget the dreams!
Dream …
