We're not going to run out of ambition
Height, suspension
Fists raised overhead
We even have some used ones
We're not going to run out of broadcasts
Of sensational scandels
Products in action
We even have some used ones
It isn't the class*, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend
It isn't the class, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend
We're not going to run out of reflections
In the mirrors of the seasons
Of the sun that goes around in cirlces
We even have some used ones
We're not going to run out of illusions
To travel the world in a hot air balloon
Of jets
We even have some used ones
It isn't the class*, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend
It isn't the class, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend
We're not going to run out of grass
Of pools in front of houses
Sundays at the uncle's house
We even have some used ones
We're not going to run out of lungs
Of swimming trophies
Of crampon** champions
We even have some used ones
It isn't the class*, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend
It isn't the class, just the lack of space
That threaten us, pushing us into a deadend