Then I had to give him a tribute in a show by Michel Drucker, a Champs-Elysees, it was at the very beginning of my career. And I was very impressed, so I start the song and at the third sentence, impossible to find the key and to follow. Excuse me, I made a mistake, can I start again? Yes, of course. A second time, at the third sentence, again the same accident, a third time, the same, it becomes very, very heavy, we lose all our means. The artist says, let's stop the show, come with me, little one. He takes me apart, he gives me two or three pipes to finally be able to interpret this song and give him this well-deserved tribute. And I spent five extraordinary minutes with Mr. Yves Montand. They are in tune, it's when I want. It's when I want. As you are well in tune. Perfect, it does not move. When I want. When I want. When I want. When I want. When I want. We said to ourselves, it's for tomorrow, I will dare, I will dare tomrrow, When we will go on the roads by bicycle. By bicycle, by bicycle By bicycle, by bicycle By bicycle, by bicycle By bicycle, by bicycle By bicycle, by bicycle By bicycle, bicycle By bicycle, bicycle By bicycle, bicycle By bicycle, bicycle By bicycle, bicycle It feels so good to cycle for a little while