I learn from here that my life will not be easy
At people
I shall be too different for their life so quiet
For these people
I want to see you
I love nevertheless all their high society
But their world does not love to me, it is like that
And often I am sad
When I hear all that they say behind me
But I I have the right when you will wake up
Yes, I have the right
To make you that when you will wake up
The right to open your legs
When you will wake up
Yes, I like that
The taste of milk on your skin, I have the right
There yes we are alive
As all those of our ages
Yes we are the noise
As angry boys
I understand that here it is hard to be so different
For these people
When I shall be sure of me
Just a little less fragile, that will go
I want to see you
There yes, we are the noise
As an angry deer
Yes, we are the fruit
As angry girls
You give me your life
And we shall cross skies
I have the right for everything places
To make you that, in everything places
I have all the same well the right
Yes to make you that
Yes, I have the right yes, to make you that
In our glories
Down here to see again itself
In our furies
We have the right to see itself
In the glory
Down here to see again itself
In our glories …