Chaque Jour Est Un Long Chemin

All alone I eat
Only fruit, snails, and I'm fine
I only drink water
I live in the meadow
I'm fine
In a corner, my bed is very small
But I sleep very well
The days are the same
But that doesn't bother me
I don't share my days
My reason is detached from elegance and love
I can't live in the city anymore
I want peace

But every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road

Every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road

All alone until now, I've never had to make a decision
My neighbors came to my house to please me
And without regret, I don't like divisions
Now I only go out to see the grass and flowers grow
My land is flat
I don't take advantage of it
I'm only there to get some fresh air
I spend my time under my roof and I maintain it
And if someone knocks at My door
I only open it if you just don't need anything

But every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road

Every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road
Is a long road

I don't count my expenses and I don't think about work either
The house could burn down and fall on my head
Until morning I nap
I never look at the weeks, I don't count the days
I try to see the sea, but the weather isn't nice enough
The silence weighs on me if I don't hear it
I only hear my blood beating
I fall asleep, I get up, I fill myself with smoke and I climb the trees
I look down on everything from above

But every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road

Every day
Every day
Every day
Is a long road
Is a long road
Is a long road
Is a long road