I wrote this song when I was studing in my music school in Rennes, 7 years ago.
I really enjoyed playing it with my classmates. There was a double bass, keyboard, accordeon, percussions, trombone for the improvisation part… I wish I could find the video of the concert we made but I have no idea where it could be.
So anyway, I recorded it again.
One more time, sorry for the quality, I don’t have a proper studio, I’m not a guitar player and the rain and thunder were not really helping !
All ideas to improve this song are more than welcome. Listen to it and tell me what should I do better, what is good enough…
And here go the lyrics:
Face au monde un homme pleure
Un enfant entre ses bras
le regard vide empli de larmes
debout contemplant sa terre
Tout est perdu, Tout
Ne lui reste que ce p’tit bout de vie
être de Lumière, de Lumière et d’avenir
Un cri du cœur est poussé,
L’homme ne croit plus en la vie
Sous cette terre déchaînée
le corps aimé est enfoui
Tout est perdu, Tout
Ne lui reste que ce p’tit bout de vie
être de Lumière, de Lumière et d’avenir
Oh ! L’enfant s’ouvre à la vie
Orphelin de sa maman
Il vivra dans l’incertitude
de secousses imprévisible
Mais la vie reste là
Dans le corps de ce tout petit enfant
Enfant de lumière, d’amour et d’avenir
A cousin of mine use to work for NGOs, in the emergency department. Once she was called to go to Sri Lanka after the big tsunami in december 2004
She went there and took some pictures of collapsed houses, lost fields, destroyed families. She sent me one picture. There was this man, holding his young son in his arms. He didn’t look sad, he didn’t look happy, he was just looking at all the parts of his (?) house that were lying on the ground, nothing was left.
I imagined that his wife was under it, that he had only this child and that it was the only light of life that he had left for him.
The title was just an evidence for me: La Photo (The Picture)
I like this.
My only comment is that there is more to explore in these situations. I saw photos and videos from that destruction, too.I also saw a video of a man (he was a French man as a matter of fact) who organized some help for those who had been hardest hit. He gave them hope by giving them skills they could use themselves to help each other. What made him care enough to do such a thing?
The role of children in our lives is very special and also worth exploring. They seem to radiate a “light” as you sing about. But this light seems to burn out as we get older. And then we must rely on someone else for that “light.” Why is that? Does life have to work that way? Or could we all keep shining?
Thanks for your beautiful comment, And I don’t have any answer to your question. But fortunatly I think that some people still have this light in them and the light is shinning. We would need almost nothing to all have it back shinning in our eyes…
Bonjour Marie, mercie pour following my blog! J’ai aussi des chansons et petites compositions a moi sour soundcloud avec mon nickname, cucaesteves. soundcloud.com/cucaesteves. C’est joliie ta chanson, j’aimeras bien d’ecouter l’enregistrement avec les autres instruments! Je vais regarder un peut plus plus tard… a bien tot!
Merci Maria, ton commentaire me touche beaucoup. Je vais essayer de retrouver l’enregistrement que j’avais fait il y a 6 ans. à Bientôt et plein de belles choses pour toi