Carousel [SSC8, Poland]

[Verse 1 – soft, almost whispered] Every day’s a carousel, Spinning fast, then slow as hell. My head is dizzy, I lose the line, Up and down — I can’t define. I want to break free, but I’m stuck inside, Dans ce tourbillon, I can’t hide. Every day repeats the same, Where am I, inside this game? [Chorus – strong, emotional] Do you hear me? Do you see? Where’s my voice, the truth in me? Quelque chose me tient en échec, Enemy or friend, I can’t detect. [Verse 2 – lower, trembling tone] Sometimes clarity clears the skies, But soon the fog clouds my eyes. Where to run? Who to call? Am I standing, or about to fall? [Pre-Chorus – building, with breathy lift] Un jour je sais, un jour je vois, Mais l’ombre revient, it shuts the door. I reach for hope, but chains remain, Still I whisper through the pain. [Chorus – full chest voice, more intense] Do you hear me? Do you see? Where’s my voice, the truth in me? Quelque chose me tient en échec, Enemy or friend, I can’t detect. [Bridge – dramatic, almost shouted] Where to run, where to go? Je cherche la sortie, but I don’t know. Is it guidance, is it a lie? I’m still screaming to the sky. [Final Chorus – soaring, with sustain] Do you hear me? Do you see? Where’s my voice, the truth in me? Quelque chose me tient en échec, Enemy or friend, I can’t detect. [Outro – fragile, fading] Every day’s a carousel, Tourne encore, je cherche mes ailes.