Hey, little girl, you drink water and you're drunk
There you drown, even if you're on your feet, you sink
At the port at the port
Hey little crazy girl, it's not the breaststroke is the craule
For the crossing you would have needed shoulders
From the body of the body
But he is different
He was born © on the ocean
He's a great captain
A monument lover
You got lost in it
Hey little girl there's never two of us leaving
There's always one to dump the other for
(Anxiety)
At the port at the port
Hey little jug with your jars of jam
You you'll go on a lollipop but not on an adventure
To the north to the north
But he's different
He was born on Mont Blanc
He's a big mountaineer
A monument lover
You lost his trail
Hey little nun if beyond if you find him
Don't bring it back to the cardinal so that he opens it for you
Again
Hey little larva I am you myself and I am talking to you
You are already big so get up
Get out of your
(Hold)
At the port at the port
Your little girl's heart is dead
Hey little girl, the triumphal arch
Hey little girl, who snores
Hey little girl in front there are the pyramid
Hey little girl behind
(The genius of the bastille)

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