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I'M GOING INTO THE WILD
À Christopher Johnson Maccandless (d'après le film Into the Wild)
Paroles et musique de Jean-Claude Chesneau
Arrangements Alexandre Turbé

I’m tired of walking around,
I hate friends and family,
In this very old town
There is nothing for me.
The night is dark,
The rain falls on the land,
I’m sitting in the park
And I look at my hands.
I don’t like Society
People and their money
I want to live my destiny
That’s the only prayer I say
I want to live all alone
Where the stars in the moonlight
Feel like diamonds on a crown
Where the sun shines brightly…
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
To a better and golden place in the sun!
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
Where I’ll find a nice place to have fun!

I left home and friends
Walking along the roads
On rivers and on trains
Far away from the crowds.
I left behind in Arizona
The place I called my own
I’m arriving in Alaska
Where I want to roam.
Nature is my kingdom
With a bus for home
Here is the freedom
My heaven will come.
Glory to the mountains
Glory to the sun
All alone on the plains
Will anyone listen?
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
To a better and golden place in the sun!
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
Where I’ll find a nice place to have fun!


I’m Alexander Supertramp,
I’m a fisherman and a hunter,
Nature is my camp
Providing for my needs better.
What’s the matter with me?
Did I get it wrong?
I’m ill, I’m hungry,
Shall I stay so long?
This is a farewell,
And for my last fight,
My end is a hell,
This is my last night.
I’m going to die,
The cold comes over me,
No one can hear my cry,
Nature you got to me.
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
To a better and golden place in the sun!
I’m going into the wild,
I’m going into the wild,
Where I’ll find a nice place to have fun!

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