Since you may never be able to hear us
We're going to unpack everything, the filthy, the indecent
I would go back to the room for a while I dream
To dream of flourishing in quarrels and fields
But tell him again that I'm not like that, if you see it if you see him
Tell him that there is the other, the one who trembles and who only thinks about
Parking the others
I will never promise enough to dare to go again to surrender
There in the sun in the cypress trees, we surprise ourselves by understanding
If I return for a while to the sap
I would dream of thriving in quarrels and fields
But tell him again that I'm not like that, if you see it, if you see it see
Tell him that there is the other, the one who trembles and who only thinks of
Preparing the others
We will divide the sum, hidden in the cupboard, we'll cut the erasers
I knew it well, it's all for fun, I knew it well
We made new friends but
Since you may never be able to hear us
We're going to unpack everything, the filthy and the indecent
I'll go back to the room for a while dream
To dream of flourishing in quarrels and fields
But tell him again one last time, if you see him, if you see him
Tell him that there is the other, the one who trembles and who only thinks about
Paring the wallows