C'est l'histoire d'une fleur

My Flower



The flowers are gone
no more smile in stock
no one enters my zone
I’m hard as a rock.

My sun appears in my back
but in front of me
it seems a little bit dark
I can’t even see the sky.

I return to the sea
my old and loved mother
Can you love me better?
my dear and sweet baby.

Don’t let me cry
look in the center of my eyes
take me by surprise
please make me fly

Higher
Higher