CHAIR [English translation]

8:27 a.m.

The blue sky almost makes the hospital pretty

Almost

You're 17, almost 17 and a half

You have your heart in your boots

You cross the courtyard

You hope to run into no one

And that it doesn't last long

A pill and it's over

Shame will pass

You're like the pierced child that the future will fill, but it's too early for that.

"Barbara, are you sure?"

They explain life to you

All around it's getting restless

And then, there's this sentence that they throw in your face:

"But you're just a whore!

That's what happens, well yeah!

You're not protected and you might be sterile, you should have thought about it".

Of course you thought about it...

8:50 a.m., you come out of that room collapsed and full of guilt.

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY BODY,

MY BODY...

You're 20

Isn't being 20 years beautiful?

But you don't really know

No confidence at all

You drink too much to feel a little bit less

You blaze up, you act as if nothing had happened.

But deep down, you see yourself as they look at you.

Without value,

Without future

Without softness,

Without pleasure

And you believe that sex is linked to violence

You think the most important thing is to save face

If you play well, it's all right

When you play well, everything passes

You flee forward so as not to listen to yourself,

Not understanding you, not even respecting you

You cut your hair short

You tattoo yourself of bullshit

Small defeats

Parties that degenerate

And tears in the dawn

What can you do about it?

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY BODY,

MY BODY...

You're 26

The blue sky almost makes the boulevard pretty

Almost

You're 26, almost 26 and a half.

Now you feel ready

You can hear yourself resonate

And then abandon you

Now you listen to yourself

You know you have the right to let yourself go.

And to tell you: "I love you."

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you."

To give your skin lots of other memories

Love, respect, kisses, desire,

To give your skin lots of other memories

Love, respect, kisses, desire.

Without knowing it, I was moving forward

I was moving towards my beloved flesh.

Without knowing it, you will move forward

You'll move towards your flesh, my darling.

Now that we know, we move forward

Let's move towards our beloved flesh

Let's move towards our healed flesh

Let's move towards our flesh.

Without knowing it, I was moving forward

I was moving towards my beloved flesh.

Without knowing it, you will move forward

You'll move towards this flesh, my darling.

Now that we know, we move forward

Let's move towards our beloved flesh

Let's move towards our healed flesh

Let's move towards our flesh.

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY BODY,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH,

MY FLESH.

• Artist:Barbara Pravi