Dad, I've got bottle mail.
Can you pick me up?
Turned off the lights on the map ball.
And ooh, dad, I can't,
to the X-ray eyes of others.
A guest on land I'm completely naked.
T'n'n when I tried to call, I just
heard "There's Chaos on the line."
I feel my cell's eyes as a great white shark.
I don't know what brought me here,
I burned to the bottom in the heat of December
and when I fell it sounded too loud.
Father, I...
I have seen the tames of the Lake
and the harvests of the Loire Valley< br/>and fastened the straps of the suitcases.
Ooh, and I'm so tired of noticing:
After the highway, a new road begins.
Hundreds of columns along the sky.
Father, I have...
I'm listening now, can anyone hear me there?
Goodbye I kiss the memories and go along the way.
I sometimes catch a snow-white sky somewhere
and I get on the ship I'm leaving on and home come back.
Dad, I have bottle mail,
can you pick me up from here?
It's already late, I'm tired.
And ooh, Isa, put the lights on the map ball.
Alone I am so naked.
Can you come and give me a way now?

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