{Verse 1]
He wanted to run far away, from the grips of his dad
From the man who squashed, any dreams that he had
Pedal away fast, make that bike fly
Little boy of Lyon, to take to the sky
Escape! But not to fill his passport
To open his eyes; see the world and explore
Dharma Bums, ‘On The Road,’ sleeping in cars
Trading 5 star hotels, for a blanket of stars
Little butter croissant, French boy with a dream
Reading Kerouac, singin’ Dylan, beat poet wanna be
He left the ease of his comfortable home
To meet souls, to live, and to roam
And from country to country, he pedaled, he pedaled
And from war to sickness he pedaled, he pedaled
For five years he journeyed and near the end of his line
He had luck to meet a spice … in the nick of time

[Chorus]
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre
{Verse 2]
Beautiful like a chili, dressed in Sunday best
Dreaming of her prince, to take her on a quest
There she lived in a working-class ‘hood
Fled the war, family, country, looking for good
Back home only death, of people and the land
And here not welcome, dark mirror in her hand
An outcast here, a refugee there
Slipping down an abyss she wasn’t anywhere
She wanted to fly, fly far far away
Where Hutu or Tutsi weren’t words people say
Her room, a sanctuary, where she could just dream
Magazines on her walls to offer other scenes
It was here that she dreamt of being a hippie
Listening to Jimi, and living in Paris
She met the butter croissant, changing her destiny

[Chorus]
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre

{Verse 3]
Where the Nile begins. She and he were there
A light breeze blows the nest sways in the air
Little butter croissant and the pili pili pepper
Swore love for life, thru all kinds of weather
Ride along together, roads full of ruts
Through dry and white seasons, and all the dust
Despite the doubt and the torrential rains
Despite the torrents of mud, flowing in the plain
The croissant and the chili, they longed for a kid
Then came one, then came two, content for a bit
But dreams can’t stay under lock and key
The heart will die if it’s not set free
She, the chili, Paris on her mind
The croissant? Wants to stay behind
Lives intertwine, two roads into one
Until that road ends; kids left in the sun
[Chorus]
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili pili pili pili pili pili
Pili pili, sur un croissant au beurre