Paradoxe [English translation]

I'm the hypothesis, the equation

The answer and the question

I am joy, happiness

Sadness and pain

I am hate and love

Fatigue and desire

I'm the void and the crowd

Passion, contempt

I'm the paradox, the antithesis, singularity

I'm schizophrenic, unknown, and complexity

I'm the paradigm that never stops in this society

Having to move heaven and earth to reinvent itself

The short breath, eyes soaked in tears, in rage

In traversing the scalding, noon asphalt

I search for myself and I search for you, earphones glued to my ears

Lost in this urban jungle, where the starry night sky rises

And the dead notes of an old gospel

Resonating, running out of breath, reach me

Walls of an old record shop Place de Clichy

And behind the windows of a Haussmannien building

I catch sight of your body, naked and hesitant

And then the night fell so the sky filled with wonder

And the lights ran through the vermillion city

To the arms of a rich and beautiful lady

In a love filled rush I fall to my knees

In front of the window of a kebab shop

A chief's suit, please, I'm starving

I'm the pre-notion, the cliché

The promotion of prejudice

I'm Parisian, Télérama

The Quran, and the Torah

I'm atheism and faith

Rap and bossa nova

I'm colour, dullness

Black, white

I'm the plomber, the postman

I'm the whore and then the peacock

I am everything, I am nothing

I am everything, I am nothing

I'm the paradox, the antithesis, the singularity

I'm schizophrenic, unknown, and complexity

I'm the paradigm that never stops in this society

Having to move heaven and earth to reinvent itself

So our serene, sleeping bodies

Draped in the glimmers of dawn

Whispering again a little of the night

That all will be beautiful when day breaks

So our serene, sleeping bodies

Draped in the glimmers of dawn

Whispering again a little of the night

That all will be beautiful when day breaks

• Artist:Tim Dup
• Album:Mélancolie heureuse (2017)