Original lyrics

EN

When the soul is running off In the doorway Now I may start When I carry this for you Ay ay ay What’s wrong with his eyes? When the soul is to the light, to the moon I wanna waste our nights too To sell these ketamines Running off in the doorway Here we are Where we were It never appeals to you Put your sword in someone Just take off Your parents are legal Your parents are lethal Ay ay ay What’s wrong with his eyes? And it resounds with the strangest tremolo We between To us, a real family Look at you Oh I see, you wore the dress that sickens me