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2021.01.08.

Mario

He has the colour of a coffee caramel
When he was born we wondered how that happened
I don't know what's on his mind
when birds pass by.
 
TV doesn't poison him
he doesn't play glof either, doesn't practice it
A potato can be a captain
He's transparent like a sleeping piece of glass
 
Mario paints his heart with light
while the world explodes.
Mario, shadow of blue, roasted in the sun
I hope that engine never stops!
I hope you will soon forget the worst!
 
Earth is a ball that deflated
that giants like me play with
Everything you see here is yours
like a rocket to the future, for sure!
 
Mario paints his heart with light
while the world explodes.
Mario, shadow of blue, roasted in the sun
I hope that engine never stops!
I hope you will soon forget the worst!
 
A cannon is heard, take cover Mario
This song is for you... is for you.
 
Mario paints his heart with light
while the world explodes.
Mario, shadow of blue, roasted in the sun
I hope that engine never stops!
I hope you will soon forget the worst!
 
2021.01.08.

Cold Soup

Mi red star vanished
Playing chess
She changed me for a hip hop singer
 
Between vodka and clamoxyl
I woke up in my bed today
Leap year with only my clothes
 
You went to Moscow
Left me without a menu
Blowing at the cold soup
Like an eskimo
With an upset stomach due
To the cold soup.
 
My sense and my common
That used to get along
Said 'see you, never again' to each other
 
I took that change to escape
Amongst so much stupidity
And had many carnavals without coming back home
 
You went to Moscow
Left me without a menu
Blowing at the cold soup
Like an eskimo
With an upset stomach due
To the cold soup.
 
And now I drink the sea
I can't stand up in this puddle
And I toast with caviar
So you come back once and for all
 
You went to Moscow
Left me without a menu
Blowing at the cold soup
Like an eskimo
With an upset stomach due
To the cold soup.
 
You went to Moscow
Left me without a menu
Blowing at the cold soup
Like an eskimo
With an upset stomach due
To the cold soup.
 
Na, nara, nara, na...
Na, nara, nara, na...
Blowing at the cold soup
 
Na, nara, nara, na...
Na, nara, nara, na...
Blowing at the cold soup
Blowing at the cold soup.