À ma grand-mère Augusta,
qui m’a transmis le vrai goût de la liberté !
À ma fille Madeline,
qui a repris le flambeau !
À ma femme Pascale,
qui a su tout comprendre…
À mes parents Liliane et Yvon,
traits d’union sensibles.
And from that moment,
I dreamed I could fly,
And from that mountain I reached for the sky
Through tears and good times, I found my way
Those years are calling me again
Then I hear footsteps echoing along the winding road,
I can hear voices singing all the songs I have known,
And I see faces,