Tear the pages out
Old rulebook thrown away
They ask "what key?"
I smile and say
Just my pleasure
Just my way
No roads written
Light shows the way
Mon plaisir, mon plaisir
Not your rules, just what I feel
Mon plaisir, mon plaisir
No map, but the path is real
They want answers
Want it named
I give them colors
Undefined, untamed
There's no right direction
Just where light flows
No composition rule
Just what the heart knows
Mon plaisir, mon plaisir
Throw the textbook in the wind
Mon plaisir, mon plaisir
Let the new sound begin
Which key? Which scale?
Doesn't matter to me
I follow pleasure
I follow free
Mon plaisir, that's all
Not their theory, mine
Mon plaisir, after all
Just light, just time
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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