"Mon dieu me regarde maintenant,
il me regarde,
Je sens mon cœur pleurer de la paix,
Mais comment vais-je vivre si tout mon amour s'effondre sous moi?
Est-ce qu'il me regarde toujours?
J'ai épousé mon amour, qui n'est pas mon échappatoire,
J'aime ma douleur, cela me rappelle à quel point la vie est douloureuse."
«Translated»
"My god is looking at me now, He looks at me, I feel my heart crying for peace, But how am I going to live if all my love crumbles beneath me? Is he still looking at me? I married my love, which is not my escape, I love my pain, it reminds me how painful life is."
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“Ready to go, Lauren?” My dad asks, extending his hand down for me to grab. “Up you go.” He lifts his arm, allowing me to hop on his back and wrap my small arms around his neck to hold on. He mimics an intercom noise before grabbing my shins and says, “This is your captain speaking, are we ready for take off?”
I giggle. “Ready!”