We get used to everything
To the Buren columns
To Duchamp's fountain
To Zizou's headbutt
To voices in auto-tune
To our cities we pollute
To our nasty coughs
We get used to everything
Seeing our parents age
Seeing tyrants elected
To voices that cajole
To being wary of what we eat
To being wary of angelic faces
To not being wary at all

We get used to everything
But not saying "I love you" anymore
Do we get over it anyway?
Do we do without sweet words?
We get used to everything
But for the love that leaves
The bewildered lovers
Turn to voodoo
Turn to voodoo

We get used to everything
To our Eldorado
To lungs filled with water
To urns filled with mud
To April 21st
To difficult awakenings
And to the awakening of wolves

We get used to everything
To the footsteps above
To living a bit disappointed
To living with little money
To playing ostrich a bit
Without adding the logs
That make the heart beat
We get used to it, that's all
To doing our little dance
Javanese of absence
And I suffer, don't you?
But we get used to everything

We get used to everything
But not saying "I love you" anymore
Do we get over it anyway?
Do we do without sweet words?
We get used to everything
But for the love that leaves
The bewildered lovers
Turn to voodoo
Turn to voodoo
Turn to voodoo
Turn to voodoo

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