What a nuisance you are, mate
Every now and then I'd like to hurt you
I'd like to leave you
To go elsewhere
Yes, I know we're two cicadas
Not very involved in social matters
On a tropical palm
Because we like the sun and tranquility
The noises of humanity bother us
Which is already slowly burning
But in the meantime we sing

Country you go to
Assholes you find
You can't count them, they're in the millions

Country you go to
Assholes you find
They are the worst and survive extinctions
And it's not a matter of DNA
Who knows if sooner or later an extremist will rule

We keep singing
Even if we're hurting
We are the cicadas, the cicadas
The forest disappears
Fear assails us
We are the cicadas, the cicadas
And even if we don't like it we keep singing
Even in pain
Under this noise

Country you go to
Assholes you find
You can't count them, they're in the millions

Country you go to
Assholes you find
They are the worst and survive extinctions

And it's not a matter of DNA
Who knows if sooner or later an extremist will rule
Maybe we could leave here
Yes but where? To Singapore
I have an alternative, my friend
Beyond these leaves, on the stars
But remember that

Country you go to
Assholes you find
You can't count them, they're in the millions

Country you go to
Without exceptions
They are the worst and survive extinctions

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