Mourir Avant Quinze Ans

I was walking in a town

On the waterfront I saw a building

I went inside into the darkness

Into the coolness of the air-conditioning

There were photographs of children

They were in a war, and they killed them

I was feeling, feeling smaller

Smaller than the coin in my hand

Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years

I turned away to hide the tears

And how could I understand

That a man can kill a man

Can kill a child

I went outside into the sunlight

Children playing on the riverside

They were happy and it was peaceful

I went back to my hotel and I watched the seagulls fly

Fly

Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years

I turned away to hide the tears

And how could I understand

That a man can kill a man

Can kill a child

Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years

I turned away to hide the tears

And how could I understand

That a man can kill a man

Can kill a child

I was watching the seagulls fly

Down Saint Jean Street

I was watching the seagulls fly

Down Saint Jean Street

To the Saint Lawrence River

To the wide open spaces

To the Saint Lawrence River

To the wide open spaces

(Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years)

(Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years)

(Mourir avant quinze ans

To die before you're fifteen years)