Under my sweater, not quiet
It makes boom boom, it's not docile
She's gone sailing
With that great curly jackass.
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I hang out in two-tone shoes,
Drinking straw and phosphor in the harbour water.
It's a banal melancholy,
Screwdriver and Gardénal.
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
You're not gonna stay here so late,
Sitting, watching the big pond.
Let go the camellias , the gun,
It's not a seaside decor.
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved
I lost everything I loved