Voices of roots, fog and poplars
Talking to the river banks
Talking to the crazy
Voices in the head
Voices against time
That fill life
Remaining in silence
Voices that I no longer hear
Voices that only you know
Miss your voice you know
Mama don’t cry
Mama don’t cry
Voices of memories
Foolish days
Lost in boredom
During a summer at the bar
Oratory voices
Voices in the mouths of priests
And from a bit more daring nuns
Those found in mangers
Voices that I no longer hear
Voices that only you know
Miss your voice you know
Mama don’t cry
Mama don’t cry
It’s been a long time
Mama you don’t know
It’s been a long long time
Uh it’s been a hard time
Mama you don’t know
It’s been a hard hard time
Wax evening
Dripping from my eyes
The night is clear
there are those who hope
at the foot of the evening
Nameless voices
Shout loudly
Stormy voices
Dreaming the other river bank
Masters’ voices
Barking at your dreams
Here where the leash
Is not only for dogs
Voices without a sound
They don’t know who they are
Miss your voice you know
Mama don’t cry
Mama don’t cry
Mama don’t cry
Mama don’t cry
Mama you don’t know
Mama don’t cry