Afrita des sables

Bobo...

Ca fait tant de bien de pleurer sur ton épaule mon doux.

Ze t'aime

Hier le 17 novembre 2005, cela fait 4 ans que mon père nous a laissé sur notre pauvre petite planète. Juste pour toi j'ai envie de croire qu'il ya une vie après la mort, qu'il xiste un paradis dans ce ciel vide. Tu me manque. C'est tellement con de s'adresser aux morts.Mais on en a tous besoin.

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's there...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
(with) your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's this...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking, squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does...

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

That's it sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!