VIOLET 
UN AIR D'APOGÉE EXTRAIT
 
Daylight fades… swallowed by the night.
Headlights cut through the dusk. The engine breaks the silence.
Worn leather, warm asphalt… and on my skin, the wind.
The road stretches endlessly. Fleeting shadows trace its edge.
In the air, a golden softness of blond tobacco lingers.
On your lips, the sweetness of raspberry.
All is dark, all is blurred… yet our direction remains unmistakably clear.
The night is ours.
Carried by freedom itself… I embrace Un Air d’Apogée.