Marine M, Léa B, Amandine

The guitarist's european trip He left alone, just with his guitar.

He left alone, led by the stars.

He left alone, to share his music.

He left alone, his journey will be magic.

He’s leaving his country town He gives up his tears at home, Takes the first train he sees Regardless of where it goes

And how will be his tomorrows, He wants to forget all his worries.

He plays in every streets in all cities He wants to forget bad memories.

He left alone, just with his guitar.

He left alone, led by the stars.

He left alone, to share his music.

He left alone, his journey will be magic.

In France, Poland, Spain or Italy He sings to make people happy, He drinks a last beer in Germany, In two minutes the train will go to freedom

Everywhere the show must go on, The sky is now at his fingertips He has overcome the hardships, He feels as free as he would have find the Zion

He left alone, just with his guitar.

He left alone, led by the stars.

He left alone, to share his music.

He left alone, his journey will be magic. magic

He crossed over whole Europe Now he get back to hope He traveled far away Today this is his last day Before going back home His music never left him alone This experience will ever be set in his heart But he will ever stay in his world, apart.

He left alone, just with his guitar.

He left alone, led by the stars.

He left alone, to share his music.

He left alone, his journey will be magic.