It’s not those mics called the overheads
And it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my hands
No they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for you
Will you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed
I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned

We’ll have to gamble
Conceal our secrets
We’ll have to set aside
Our rusty strings
Lead and metals pointed upon us
Our disclocated concerto
Shine and shine with our groovy frequencies
Shall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed
I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned

And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tune
Wouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ?
Untuned…

The legend of the marvellous
Journeys and heroic deeds
The many adventures
Of Prince Bova

The mighty Bogatyr
Begins with the tale of his insidious mother

Militrisa Kirtiervna
Plotted the death
Of her husband
Tsar Guidon
So she could marry her secret lover Tsar Dadon

But when Dadon threw
Bova into a dungeon
Militrisa’s maternal heart
Was deeply touched

The mighty Bogatyr
And so she helped Bova to escape

His two great powers:
Unparalleled strength
And unearthly beauty
Enabled him
To defeat the forces of evil and find his true love:
Druzhevna Zenzeveyvna

He then married her
And he too became a Tsar
They had a son
Whom they also called Bova

The mighty Bogatyr
Ends with the tale of his handsome boy

Bova the elder
When his son grew up
Returned home
Craving for revenge
He beheaded Dadon and his son was crowned Tsar in his place

Good bye
Farewell

Today I leave
I can take a plane to anywhere
I wonder where you are and if you care

I think I’ll go to Salta
A city located in
Argentina
I was told there is a Moon Valley
You might be sleeping there wearily

I’d wake you up with a kiss you’d be my magical dream

Life is quite curious
Love is fairly vicious
I’m kind of hilarious
All the time

That’s my remedy
To this huge comedy
I laugh and I pee
On the time
And I walk on space
To ward off my silly fate

If you’re not in Salta
I’ll move up to South Bolivia

To Uyuni
You might be waiting on l’Isla Del Sol
Sitting on a giant cactus tree

And if I don’t find you there
I will take a chance on the

Easter Island
It all comes down to magic over there
It’s full of stones and undiscovered caves

There’ll be a gentle spirit to interfere

Wait
Wait for me
Wait for me my friend
I’ll be back again

I watch you walk
Down from the windowsill

Cause I have to meet my devil tonight

Wait
Wait for me
Wait for me my friend
I’ll be back again

I hope you won’t hold it against me
Cause I swear

I’ll make it up to you

Nathanael
Grows a new skin
Alters his pigments
One/We can change…

Forget it all
Feel everything
Be a filter
By yourself

And I will travel in
The fruits and the flavours
I will taste tangerines
I’ll put my tongue in yours

I will try everything
I’ll learn it all myself
I’ll keep on digging in
I’ll swallow all the earth