Once upon a time there was a vase
It lived above the wood
And I knew it
And treated it as a child
I painted it blue
Because I loved the stars
And filled it with flowers
Because I hated death

We always joked
And made fun of passers-by
So foolish and banal
Closed in their ideals
But what is more beautiful
Than a vase that promises you
To protect the flowers
That you gave it

Ah, ah-ah, na-na-na-na, mmh

And one day that vase
With a gust of wind
It broke and fell to the ground
I tried to put it back together
I believed I could do it
And at first I deluded myself
That it could have
Return as it was before

After all, everything gets fixed
You just have to wait
You just have to wait
You just have to die
But then the folds
I started to notice them
And the vase accused me
I should have stopped
And that gust of wind
That made it fall
He is no longer happy
And I can no longer love

Ah, ah-ah, na-na-na-na, na-na-na

And from this experience
I learned one thing
When a vase falls on you
Take broom and dustpan
Put your soul at peace

Ah, ah-ah, na-na-na-na, na-na-na

The vase
The vase
That I painted blue
The vase
That is no longer as before
No, no
That is no longer as before
And the vase is no more
The vase is no more
The vase is no longer as before
The vase is no longer as before
It's not like before
And the vase is no more
And it's not like before

CONSULTER LES PAROLES ORIGINALES