Seine Wahl

There's still hope after all.
De noir la nuit se teinte de touches pastelles.

Il a compris, a réflechi et T'a choisi.

And that all that matters. I can leave the city releaved, you won't be alone.

Come what may, I believe in YOU (both) and in the strength of it.

"Oh, my love, it's a long way we've come

(...)

Of all the promises, is this one we could keep

Of all of the dreams, is this one still out of reach"

U2, "Hands that built America"