Aux Lendemains non Écrits (feat. Alice Duport-Percier)

Mirror of time
Our stories align
In the palms of our hands
Two worlds take shape
One painted with dreams, where sorrow fades away
The other, bare and real, where our grief finds its place

In unwritten tomorrows
Under the stars where everything begins, nothing ends
In the embrace of fate, the ties remain eternal in the design

You, the virgin, distant horizon
Let’s paint together the colors of tomorrow
In the chiaroscuro, infinite works
Every step paves the path of a life

In unwritten tomorrows
Under the stars where everything begins, nothing ends
In the embrace of fate, the ties remain eternal in the design