If all the stars in the world fell at a certain moment
A whole series of stars and white dust discharged from the sky, the sky without its eyes,
It would no longer shine
If all the people of the world for no reason raised its head and flew up
Without their mess that painful noise, the poor heart of the earth would no longer beat
I always lack the elastic to hold up my underwear so that my underwear most beautiful moment they go down on me
like a finished dream an important dream, a friend betrayed I too have been betrayed but I don't care anymore
Between the darkness of the sky and the white bald heads, our words they move tired we no longer understand each other
But I want to talk I want to listen and continue to behave badly and then not do it again
Ah happiness on which night train will travel 
I know you will pass but as always quickly you won't stop
It would be about swimming, taking it calmly, getting carried away inside two big eyes, maybe blue
To have to free myself, cross a medieval sea, fight against a cross-eyed dragon but there are no more dragons now
Perhaps this is why dreams are so pale and white and bounce tiredly between the read antennas of the various TVs
And they return home brought to us by elegant gentlemen in toilets who talk and applaud, we don't want them anymore
If this world is a cardboard world to be happy you just need nothing, maybe a song or who knows
If it wouldn't be a good idea to close your eyes and even when after you close your eyes you don't know what it will be like
Ah happiness on which night train will travel I know you will pass but as always quickly you will not stop
I know you will pass but as always quickly you never stop