Comme d’habitude… Je partage avec vous ce moment de joie interne et cette quête pour la recherche de l’introuvable…
First time that I saw her she had white doves in her eyes
She spoke to me but I could not reply, not reply
She was a stranger I had known for years
She brought to me so many smiles and tears, smiles and tears
The two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Tired maid slowly drifts into the past, into the past
And finds a home where all echoes rest, where echoes rest
She softly kissed my mind, my mind, and whispered what will we do with time, do with time
The two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Am I the man I choose to be, choose to be,
Or just the man I used to be, used to be
Am I the man I want to be, I want to be
This question, it keeps haunting me, haunting me
The two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer
Together like the two hands of a prayer