CRÉATIONS LITTÉRAIRES
On Happiness
If you ask me of happiness
I will tell you I lived by the sea
And had died three times over
Before I gave its scent a body
The Chosen Ones
Nous sommes les éluEs,
We are the ones.
The ones who piece each other back together when all is said and done.
And even when the pieces are put back together, sometimes, we still know no peace.
I Hear You
I hear you
I hear your questions
I hear your longing for freedom and love
I hear your craving for liberation