Traducir a
No Boeing on my transit
No boat on my deckchair
I search in vain for the exact door
I search in vain for the word exit
I sing for the transistors
This tale of the strange story
Of your transitory anamours
From Sleeping Beauty sleeping
I love you and I fear
To get lost
And I sow grains
Poppy on the cobblestones
Of anamour
You know these photos of Asia
Which I took for two hundred Asa
Now that you're not here
Their bright colors have faded
I thought I heard the propellers
Of a four-engine but unfortunately
It's a fan passing
In the sky of the police station
I love you and I fear
To get lost
And I sow grains
Poppy on the cobblestones
Of anamour
I love you and I fear
To get lost
And I sow grains
Poppy on the cobblestones
Of anamour
I love you and I fear
To get lost
And I sow grains
Poppy on the cobblestones
Of anamour
