When He Takes Me In His Arms,

I Don't Want To Die An Old Lady.

I've Always Wanted To Sing, Just As I've Always Known That One Day I Would Have My Own Niche In The Annals Of Song. It Was A Feeling I Had.

Death Is The Beginning Of Something.

To Be Successful In My Native France, Where People Speak The Same Language And Understand Me, Is Nothing.

I Was Hungry. I Was Cold. But I Was Also Free. Free Not To Get Up In The Morning, Not To Go To Bed At Night, Free To Get Drunk If I Liked, To Dream... To Hope.