Chapitre 3 : la nostalgie du passé
L’exil n’est pas uniquement une épreuve à traverser, c’est une déchirure, une rupture avec son passé. Anas, berger érythréen, a dû laisser derrière lui sa femme, sa maison, et son troupeau. Chaque jour, des souvenirs du passés lui reviennent en mémoire.
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AND I OFTEN THINK BACK
Text Anas, music Mathias Duplessy
Long before living here
I was a shepherd in my country
Among the lambs, the sheep
Mellès was my friend
When I came home in the evening
You came to see me right away
I sometimes thought I could make out
A smile just for me
And I often think back
To the taste of your milk, Mellès
Gentle as the wind
As strong as youth
That passes that passes that passes slowly.