How you call you?
How many years you have?
From where come?
How stay?
Not to be sad
The life is a thing wonderful
And I am here, to make it wonderfuler

Not hear the sound of the my guitar?
Is played from me
Is played for you
Is played for we

Oui je t'aime, je t'aime
Must to be the my girl
Come on the my car
That I bring you at make one tour
With Faso

Me and you suns in the city
With the sun above us
In the city. In the sun city
What the sense? Sans

What you think of the my car?
Is much beautiful second me
But you laugh and take me for the ass
I not am stupid
The my heart is broken know
And the game is beautiful when is short

In the light I see the your true face
You are a toilet
I hear me sad and I rethink at you, like was

Oui je t'aime, je t'aime
Must to be the my girl
Come on, the my car
That I bring you at the peak of the mountain

We will go to the peak of the mountain!
They will go to the peak of the mountain!
We will go to Burkina Faso
And we will take it to entry into Nuova Delhi
With Fase!