Writing down the truth

And have my answer read

I have a fleure de lyse circulating in my vein

Sluggish and controversy

Always, a frontier, shadow

Linguistic stumble,  bipolar culture

Inside this body

I have left the ocean, Urizen

So long, my tears are dry

Far, meloncoly, vision

I cure my self, My daughter own your name

Madeleine , for our bleu’s memory

Inside this body

I have feel your nature, so good, perception

Fresh air,oxygen, I get high, sensation

On the peek of your mountain, exaltation

Some time, I believe, I understand,connection

Madeleine

Inside this body

I have a fresh rainbow trout, fighting

La Cote Nord,1984,Mulroney

Each day, I will observed your forest

I will remember you, nature

Inside this body

I have loved St. Jean

French, love, caress

I saw my shade at the bistro

Beautiful sadness, hurt me

Inside this body

They ask me to write down my race

And I think

And think and consider

And have my answer read

Writing down the truth

And have my answer read

I have left my culture

Painful as funeral memories

Slowly tint my suffering, soul

Beautiful sadness, on the Harbor Front

Inside this body

I have a strong Bourgogne in my glass

Tranquil, smooth, on Queen St.

I am waiting for you

Dark and elegant, Love

Inside this body

I have my love shadow, arrived

As ink, romantically, deeply, tattoo my heart

Skin colors as a present, of diversity

A gift, colorful,hallucinations, Mango

Inside this body

I have hope for us

Dark like you, must shade my soul in the summer time    

I will show you desire, Honey Brown

I will share with you, in the wintertime

Inside this body

I have the same blood, Honey brown 

You are my moonlight sonata

Melody of culture, silently, Honey

Smoothly we will understand,our Karma

Inside this body

They ask me to write down my race

And I think

And think

Very seriously

And I consider writing down the truth

And have my answer read

I have pathetic in my head

Some time I believe

Ludwig, compose, You sur les Plaines

He must, or I dream mélodie

Inside this body

 I have your interest, Quebec

Historical,Architectural, attraction

I have your taste, French kiss

Petit- Mont–Briac, Porto, le Petit Champlain

Inside this body

I have une bagette under my arm

And I feel good, relax, without controversy

Quebec your so simple,sometime

And sometime, I can’t stand you

Understand

Inside your body

Les musée, Le Vieux Port

Avec ses légende, avec ses contours

Massage my anger, So far, my brothers

L’espoir n’est plus, it is not my place, Anymore

Inside this body

They ask me to write down my race

And I think

And think

Very seriously

And I consider writing down the truth

And have my answer read

I have bitter memory

My old friend see me as a traitor

Cultural, Illness, Paranoid

Quebec you should take some pills

You will feel better

Inside this body

 J’ai,  solitude souvenir

Le Bistro a jojo St. Denis

Carl et son harmonica

Chasse-galerie, memoire

Inside this body

I have traveled

I finally found my place

Toronto as a shelter for lost souls

Recomfort me and understand us

Inside this body

I have Toronto as my heart beat

I have Toronto who believes in me

Toronto as a colorful painting

Toronto, membrane of my soul

Inside this body

            Philippe