TU ME RENDS BÊTE

The slightly uncertain “viens dans mes bras” sounds like a spell that is repeated not for effect, but to convince oneself that everything can still be restored. It is as if someone is trying to embrace the air - persuading memory not to fade and promising not to make waves, not to joke, not to argue, just to see that very smile again. The melody is soft, as if caught between a kiss and a farewell, with that French charm where even confusion looks exquisite.

Inside this sound is a light chaos: airplanes, Telegram, cameras, promises of rings, and restrained confessions. Everything is a little ridiculous and sincere at the same time, like an attempt to say “I'm sorry” to the beat. The song is about how difficult it is to be an adult when you just want, like a child, for everything to be okay again - and for someone to really think, “Pense à moi.”