Mon Allié (instrumental)

Autumn Light

Composition, guitares, synthés : Sylvain SABEL
Juin 2019

The Last Ascent

People passing by look at him
They are amused, a bit annoyed
What they say does not matter
He lives his passion, his mission
This man does not move.

Watching the sky, he hardly moves
Is he made of flesh or of stone?
How long will he stay with us?
An hour, a day, or even more?
This man does not move.

Many long hours have now flown by
Perhaps unto eternity
But this man has still not moved
His hands and his feet are bleeding
This man does not move.

Is he made of flesh or of stone?
His hands and his feet are bleeding

La guitare à Sylvain