In your house the only thing left was a photo and my pants.
You wanted to have me at your feet,
look everything turned out the other way around.
Having me just for you,
I never promised you that.
Flowers and fish.
If it weren't for the fact that you shake me,
I would love you a hundred times,
your pupils so that you wouldn't see me.
With your hands in my nightgown,
you felt like the owner of my heart.
And at the moment you kissed my skin,
you thought you had a faithful girlfriend.
But I'm already tired of you,
of your black hair and your briefcase.
Now I want to have fun,
jump out of the windows and be very happy.
You eat oranges,
you don't even know who you work for.
Guilts and tricks,
the madness in your guts.
Flowers and fish.
If it weren't for the fact that you shake me,
I would love you a hundred times,
your pupils so that you wouldn't see me.
Take your hands off my heart.
Ulala, laira lalaira, ulalá laira lalaira.
You eat oranges,
you don't even know who you work for.
Guilts and tricks,
the madness in your guts.
Flowers and fish.
If it weren't for the fact that you shake me,
I would love you a hundred times,
your pupils so that you wouldn't see me.
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you no longer know who you work for,
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the madness in your guts
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I would love you a hundred times,
your pupils so that you wouldn't see me.
Ulala, laira lalaira, ulalá laira lalaira.