I always dreamed of inaccessible dreams
In the confused judgment impossible,
Those grandeur, nobility and notoriety,
They have been possible, their shell was cracked ...
Wisely I just acquired my
If even I had dreamed of another life,
The retrospective of the progress
Is revealed not incongruous,
Certainly my ambitions, my plans were somewhat stranded:
I wanted to become a novelist, be edited,
I coveted roles in French Comedy,
Exposing my paintings to the highest chair rails ...
I meet my sketches, my drawings,
Of my piano keys caressed by my hands,
From my home in the heart of Provence,
Yes ... I admit I saw the chance,
My dreams will remain unformulated more radiant:
In the same village resident my children ...
This core love me four months resonates future
In her cries, her tears, her smiles and laughter!
His children flourish ... the most beautiful of dreams!
Soon ... they take over ...
I bequeath them all my assets by giving them
That any dream remains the greatest of these ...