Renaud is a French singer and activist who’s songs inspired me in the early 1990s when I worked in Paris as an English teacher and a union rep. His songs were often, though not always, political. He wrote and campaigned against racism and told the stories of its victims in many of his songs. His political sympathies were, I think, with anarchism. He often grew tired and despondent, and disappeared from public view a couple of times in later years, but always came back. This is a song from a 2016 album. This one isn’t political. It is, though, about how words, whether read, or listened to, or words you write yourself, can revive your spirits and bring you back from despondency.
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