This, no song of ingenue This, no ballad of innocence This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever her natural bents This, a solo of sapience This, a
"Backwash districts sprung from Ra's bright hips Reduced to silkscreen hand job new car ego trips And it's just endless combinations of the same old shit
This, no song of ingenue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever the natural bents. This, a solo of sapience,
Marie s'eveille S'ensommeille Pourtant Marie se leve Bonne eleve Enfant Prend son cartable Sur la table Et sort Ses yeux picotent Papillotent Encore
(Instrumental)
Перевод: Карла Бруни. Баллада На тридцать пять.
Перевод: Саймон, Карли. Пух и Пятачок уголок.
: This, no song of ingenue, This, no ballad of innocence; This, the rhyme of a lady who Followed ever the natural bents. This, a solo of sapience
"Backwash districts sprung from Ra's bright hips Reduced to silkscreen hand job new car ego trips And it's just endless combinations of the same old