The Mold

There's a man who ever has no name
Because he's always alone till now
Until now
With no name
Everything he needs are seeds and raise
Harvest wheat and bake some breads for him
Until now
With no name
Yes indeed
He lives
With no name
And he knows
The look of the sky
With no TV news
In his eyes
Seems the sight
His ears sounds the breathe
Of trees, and streams all he needs

Long ago, he had a name and wife
She was everything of the life
She was mold...

There's a woman who ever fall in love
Because she's always alone till now
She's too shy
She's too shy
Everything she needs are sun and moon!
She could know with nobody's help
Day or night
Day or night
Yes she did
She moves
From the reals
To the dreames
Just like butterflies
Turn around the pinks
And she knows the means
Of the cries and the tears
She said, "I'm always here"
Long ago, she had a love and hus
He was everything of the life
He was mold
She was mold..

He was mold
She was mold

He was mold...

J’ai dessine ce ne sera rien
J’ai si peur de votre histoire
Mon amour
Oui, mon amour

Pleins de rales
Et moi qui suis encore
Je tai appele dun nom tres doux
Vien, suis-moi
Oui, vien, suis-moi

Boule d’incertitude
De nos destins
La vie en somme
Ta bien dèçu
Au revoir

Pleins de rales
Et moi qui suis encore
Je tai appele dun nom tres doux
Vien, suis-moi
Vien, suis-moi

Mais je n’ai jamais pu te voir
Car des que tu viens
Je voulais-vous
Dire merci pour
La ville tuméfiée
La vie est une foire
J’ai mis ma robe en moire