dimanche 11 septembre 2011

The darkest day

It's certainly the darkest day
In the world, I prefer do not think
About this day, a new taboo which I pay
A part of my debt to do not break the link

Between the different people, the civilization
I want to say, I'm sure that's not the end
But just the beginning of a new globalization
Where each man can say that hurts the land

I'm French and I lived this darkest day
I ran, I jumped, I escaped the death
In the streets of New York, today, I lay
On the floor of Ground Zero, it's a theft

Of lifes. I had to die this day
I had to stay in this tower
Today, I live but whatever I say
I know I've never more the power

Fabulle 11/09/2011

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