Lyric

It's ten o'clock, I leave the street

The key in the lock

I turn on the light

Three steps in the hallway

The sofa is there waiting for me

And in front of me... and in front of me... there he is

He invites me to play

An immense giant... of wood and ivory

Witness to my failures

Accomplice to my successes

And the objects around him, faithful companions

Some secret, hidden

Others shining, on display

But they all converge there, where I sit

There where the notes are born, there is a single source

An expanding wave

A vibration, a sound

I sit and let the darkness begin to vibrate

What from the silence... emerges and rises

Spreads and expands

I close my eyes and my fingers slide over the keys

A wave of sound that frees my conflicts

A shiver flows, something exciting

A new harmony, an emotion in an instant

The night is complicit

The air is perfect, the right temperature

For the strings to vibrate, a robust melody

A soul searching for a sound to play with

Each note a breath, an echo in the void

A fragment of life, a moment of movement

It is here that music becomes naked and true

A silent prayer

A soul that opens, guides or pursues flight

The flight... of something you can't see... and can't touch

But feel inside... strong, strong... strong

Aaaah... the music, the music... the music