I have sung to your children. They descended
upon us like waves ; like wolves. They have
torn my clothes and collected my hair scraps.
They have trampled my boots. They no longer
And that is as I wish.
What have we done?
We have reinvented frenzy.
[Stéphane Grappelli, Woody Allen, Bella Ciao et les Who. Et Florence déjà clic-clac.]