In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me, when things aren't going well
That's the only thing that governs us
Tell me how many times

Share my most abyssal boredom
With the first person who finds it trivial

I hear everything you confess
And the swarm chants the intoxication
I hear all those you condemn
They exhaust you, they charm you
It's the Âme-stram-gram

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
That's the only thing that governs us
Tell me how many times
In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
Insert and slide the abdomen
Into my orifice

Of the absent, a Drone, a friendly ear
Confidences on the couch, we psychoanalyze ourselves

I hear everything you whisper
And the swarm keeps the rhythm
I hear your complex Oedipuses
And the swarm manifests
It's the Âme-stram-gram

Âme-stram-gram
Prick and prick and colégram
Stuff and stuff and ratatam
Âme-stram-gram, prick ladies
Âme-stram-gram
Prick, prick me in the soul
Stuffed, stuffed with male knots
Âme-stram-gram, prick ladies

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
That's the only thing that governs us
Tell me how many times
In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
Insert, and slide the abdomen
Into my orifice

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
That's the only thing that governs us
Tell me how many times

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
Insert, and slide the abdomen
Into my orifice

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
That's the only thing that governs us
Tell me how many times

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well
Insert, and slide the abdomen
Into my orifice

In me, in me, you whom I love
Tell me, tell me when things aren't going well

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