We don't change
We simply put other's costumes on ourselves
We don't change
A jacket simply hides a little of what we see
We do not grow
We simply get a little taller, no more
The time of a dream, of a little dream
And touch them with the finger
But we don't forget
The child that stays, almost naked
The moments of the innocence
When we didn't know
We don't change
We get faces and poses of combat
We don't change
We reply to each other, we believe
That we do choices
But if you scratch there
Very close to the apperance, shivers
A little one who looks like us
We know he is there
We hear it sometimes
Its insolent old tune
Which insists and repeats itself
Oh, don't leave me
We never forget
We always have a move
Qui trahit who we are
A prince, a valet
Under the crown a look
An arrogance, a trait
Of a prince, of a valet
I know that very well
I copied images
And dreams I had
All those thousands dreams
But so close to me
A small thin girl
Walks in Charlemagne, worried
And whispers to me
We don't change, we simply put on
Costumes from others and that's it
We don't change, we only hide
A moment of ourselves
A little girl
Ungrateful and alone walks
And dreams in the snows
Forgetting the cold
If I paint her
She disappears a little
Just long enough to watch me doing
And make fun of me
Une petite fille
A little girl
A very little girl
A very little girl
A very little girl
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