Anniversaire

[INTRO – Spoken Word]

Yeah…
November eleven…
Another year, another chapter.
Another candle, another battle.
This is not just a birthday…
This is the story of a young man who refused to give up.

Benjesta Lissamba…
From Goma to the world.
Devenir Talentueux…
Yeah!

[VERSE 1 – The Story of My Life]

I was born with dreams in a world full of pain,
Smiling in the sunshine, crying in the rain.
November eleven, that's the day I arrived,
Another year is gone, but my spirit is alive.

I came from the streets where the broken hearts grow,
Where people hide their tears and nobody knows.
I learned from the struggle, I learned from the scars,
I found my own direction by looking at the stars.

Sometimes I feel lonely, sometimes I feel weak,
But there's a thousand stories that my silence wants to speak.
I lost some precious people, I still carry their names,
Life is not a movie, sometimes nothing stays the same.

My father's in my memories, his lessons in my soul,
He taught me to be strong when the world takes its toll.
I carry his spirit everywhere I go,
An eagle in the sky, with a heart made of gold.

[HOOK – Melancholic Chorus]

Happy birthday to me, another year to survive,
Another dream to chase, another reason to stay alive.
Even when I'm falling, I will rise again,
Through the tears and the darkness, I'll overcome the pain.

Happy birthday Benjesta, let the whole world know,
From the streets of Goma, watch a young artist grow.
I don't need a crown, I don't need the fame,
I just want my story to remember my name.

[VERSE 2 – The Pain Behind the Smile]

Dear God, you know the battles that I never show,
The weight inside my chest, the pain that doesn't go.
I've seen beautiful dreams disappear overnight,
I've walked through the darkness searching for the light.

Some people talk about me, but they don't know my fight,
They see the morning sunshine, never see my night.
I put my pain in music, my emotions in art,
Every line that I write comes straight from my heart.

I'm a painter of emotions, a designer of dreams,
A filmmaker of stories, building more than it seems.
I put my soul in every picture that I draw,
I want to leave a legacy, that's my only law.

No silver spoon, no easy road to take,
Just a thousand little sacrifices for the future I will make.
If tomorrow brings success, I won't forget today,
Because the hardest roads have taught me how to find my way.

[HOOK – Chorus]

Happy birthday to me, another year to survive,
Another dream to chase, another reason to stay alive.
Even when I'm falling, I will rise again,
Through the tears and the darkness, I'll overcome the pain.

Happy birthday Benjesta, let the whole world know,
From the streets of Goma, watch a young artist grow.
I don't need a crown, I don't need the fame,
I just want my story to remember my name.

[VERSE 3 – Devenir Talentueux]

I don't chase perfection, I just work every day,
Turning all my weaknesses into power on the way.
They can close every door, they can question my name,
But they cannot kill the fire burning deep in my veins.

Devenir Talentueux, that's the motto I defend,
I'm not looking for a shortcut, I'm building till the end.
One day my little footsteps will become a history,
A boy from Goma turning pain into victory.

To the younger generation, never bury your dream,
Life is much harder than it looks on the screen.
Don't measure your success by the money that you make,
Measure it by the courage that you show when you break.

November eleven, I celebrate my existence,
Every scar on my body is a proof of my resistance.
I'm still writing my story, the best is yet to come,
My journey isn't finished, this is only chapter one.

[BRIDGE – Emotional Spoken Word]

One more year…
One more lesson…
One more scar…
One more blessing.

To everyone I lost, you remain in my heart.
To everyone who believed, thank you for your part.
To the little boy I was, I'm proud you survived.
And to the man I'm becoming…
Keep the dream alive.

[FINAL HOOK – Powerful Chorus]

Happy birthday to me, I'm still standing tall,
I have survived the winter, I have conquered the fall.
I may not have everything, but I still have my soul,
And every passing year brings me closer to my goal.

Happy birthday Benjesta, this is my day,
A new chapter of life, a brand-new way.
From Goma to the world, let my story be told,
A young African dream with a heart made of gold.

[OUTRO – Spoken Word]

November 11th…
Benjesta Lissamba.

Not just a birthday…
A celebration of survival.
A celebration of dreams.
A celebration of the man I'm becoming.

I am not where I want to be,
But I'm no longer where I used to be.

Devenir Talentueux.

Happy birthday to me…
The story continues.

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