Un engagement au service de combats intellectuels : des prises de position, des coups de coeur, des coups de gueule, mes poèmes.
Jai retranscrit pour vous la version anglaise de lété indien.
Version exotique
You know, I never realised that the world so incredibly far away as Africa could be so close to me. Look where we are right now on this beautiful little piece of grass, suffocated by a sea of seamen, oppressed by all the traffic. Look at the people, running, shouting, like people whove gone mad. You know I think I just might go back to Africa. You can joke but you can never compare this noisy artificial world to the natural sounds of Africa. Entire strange, mysterious, weird, almost unreal. Looking to the sky and raising your arm, you almost become a chorister and you feel inside the will to live. Your skin burns and you feel a man, more a man, more sincere. You know I think I might just go back to Africa.