Tu vois

You see, the flower that was dear to me
In a short time was taken away
Everything, down here, is ephemeral
We should often think about it

There have always been poets
Who spent their lives starving
From hunger, cold, and misery
Of course, we shouldn't think about that

You see that man is close to doubt
He burns what he loved too much
In less time than it takes, no doubt
To truly learn to love

He dreams out loud of conquests
Of the moon and then of immensity
And the worries of the planet
He will quickly forget

I would have liked to die on the road
In the clear sky of a beautiful summer
In a glory that one wants, no doubt
To win too quickly these days

But I know that at all costs
One must follow their destiny
In the absence of a beautiful road
Through my paths, through my trails
I will have to support myself