The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking
I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings
I have suffered shipwreck against your dark brown eyes
I have run aground against your broken down smiles
Believe me when I tell you I have no place to go
But to go where the wild flowers grow and the stone gardens bloom.
Encore un titre de Yelle (mi figue - mi raisin) oui mais remixé celui-ci et ici ce sont les paroles qui m'interpellent et me parlent plus que jamais...