To begin with,
A simple drift,
It came along,
This simple song,
It’s too easy,
This melody,
Yet it drives me,
Completely crazy,
My fingers alone,
Play by their own,
It is my hand,
The spider to man,
It’s lightning,
Is it frightening,
To electrify,
To bolt the sky,
Peeling off the sounds,
Playing all around,
Six bounded strings,
Of pure angel wings,
Flail the melody,
As a parody,
Sing without me,
Serenity…
Luc Laverdure