I've had enough, these salty drops
I've caught a thousand of them, filled a hundred cups
And bit by bit, they grew and grew
So I begin to turn them into something new
Every hour of every night
My little soldiers drew a breath and came to life
And one by one they formed a line
And pledged allegiance to this salty heart of mine
And what do you suppose they will do
What do you suppose they will say
The whole world will live in fear
Of my army of tears
Couverture d'un projet de livre pour enfants.
Scénario de Laurent Demay:
D'hier à demain...