Enter the light
Like a crazy insect
Breathe the dust
You come to your knees
Rediscover my voice
Be still capable of it
Become sometimes
An elusive dream
Touching the musicians
Smiling on faces
At four in the morning
Being nothing more than an image
Being there passing through
br/>Without having an appointment
Have all the courage
To give myself to you
And let you come
Like a magical lover
And bury you
Under my cry of music
Enter the light
Like a crazy insect
Breathe the dust
You come to your knees

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