Eh eh

I have to mourn
But it's not simple
Keeping everything to myself, no it's not healthy
Let's move on, we fall we get up
We become strong
The past a chasm, we made it a pool
I used to go for a drink
Before she revealed her shapes
PDP, my DA in all its forms the laughs
That burst in the room no
Longer come from ours
I write, make live
A bit of this story that is ours
You and me in Amsterdam
Tonight I have to write
Tomorrow there's the studio very early
After the whisky, a calu', a ristretto
A missile lights me up
While the missile lights up
I used to take her to watch the sky
Before showing her the ceiling
Beret, glasses, I'm going to go
Wander for hours, since at two o'clock
Outside it's deserted
From my window, a Fiat sticks to a Scenic
A kid walks three meters
In front of his parents
But since they're together he
Can't complain
So he moves on, Nessbeal warned us
"To each day its own trouble"
Each inspiration is followed by its breakdown
But I have to scratch
I'm going to say a little more without saying too much
The poetry of a pulse on
The floor of a bistro
A blue crystal bottle carried away
By the waves
Who resists, despite herself, the mistral
Jacques, despite myself in the mystery
Habibi your race, I'm not a little star

I'm going to make a buzz by
Singing "fuck the buzz"
On a big stage
I'm going to tell you who was in
The audience for the first scene
The world, I break the rules, I go up
The hardest part is not to testify
But it's when you fall
They will be against, even if you have the remedy
Look at the anti-vax
Fuck off, from my window eh
I collapsed from fatigue, my sheet
I had my head on it
On the next one, Oxmo, might be on it
My love you might be disappointed
It's the last time you
Take off your clothes
Everything, this desire escapes me, everything that
My words manifest
Cruel like a manifest error
That we refuse to see
At first you're in denial
That you refuse to believe it
"We" has become "I"
I have freed myself from the rules of the game
And I refuse to believe it
And I refuse to believe it

I have to mourn
But it's not simple
Keeping everything to myself, no it's not healthy
I have to mourn
But it's not simple
Keeping everything to myself, no it's not healthy
The past, a chasm, I made it a pool
I have to mourn
But it's not simple
I made it a pool
Keeping everything to myself, no it's not healthy
I have to mourn
But it's not simple
Keeping everything to myself, no it's not healthy
I have to mourn
But it's not simple
I think she didn't get it
I think she didn't get it

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