1927 (L'Invention De La Vie)

At the end of the 19th century
Growing up in the bourgeoisie
Drama at 14 years old
Mother, suicide? Stiff and cold
Key to the force of mystery
Paintings reflecting his poetry

Vision through the eyes of a child
The doctrine he kept in mind
2 forms side by side
A dark woman, stupefied, stupefied
Standing near a ghostly presence
Could be mommy in remembrance

We'll probably never know
Who was hiding below
Being thrown in disarray
Turmoil will always stay
Key to the force of mystery
Paintings reflecting his poetry

You came into, came into a tragedy
The son of a drowning mommy
It remains your very own mystery
1927, l'invention de la vie