Tell me things
To distract me
Give me a trick
To refresh me
Change my ideas
Paint everything pink
Do - waltz me
Do something
Do some pirouettes
Or a smile
Don't be so sullen
That would be worse
Send the clowns
Or a big check
A dany boon
At my funeral
Can you pinch me
Or let out a cry
So that I forget
I really want to cry
But it's from laughing
I really want to die
But from desire
I want to talk
To say nothing
I want to love you
But without suffering
I want to cry
But it's laughing
I want to die
But of desire
Tickles my feet
Fire a firecracker under my pillow
An old bigard
Put some hair to scratch
A cushion whoopee
In my dining room
In my bad soup
Pretend
To break your face
To pass the time
That I'm less alone
I want a baby
But a comedian
I want to rock him
But in music
Can you scotch me
So that I stay here
No! under nice
I really want to cry
But it's from laughing
I really want to die
But from desire
I want to talk
To say nothing
I want to love you
But without suffering
I want to cry
But it's to laugh
I want to well die
But of pleasure
Fucking crisis
Of lack of everything
Which paralyzes me
That I admit
It's true that I'm undecided
But I need you...
I want to cry
But it's laughing
I want to die
But of desire
I want to talk
To say nothing
I want to love you
But without suffering
I want to cry
But it's laughing
I really want to die
But with pleasure
I want to cry
But it's laughing
J 'I really want to love you
But you shouldn't say it