Sarake morono sara sara
Sarake morono sara sara
Soprou furou zarabatana
Soprou furou zarabatana

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…

There ain’t nobody that I know
That walks full of liberty
We’re cursed and our bodies curl up
How can’t we speak out against it ?

We’re like stuck in a winter
Where the cold pinches our skin
The wind does squeeze in everywhere
Freezing our faces with fear

Can we stop ?

Can we change ?
Can we try to do something useful in the end?

I‘ll call the sun and warm you up
I’ll say Don’t give in, keep it up,
Have some food and have a rest
And let your soul just do the rest

I know your hearts are different
Please stop smothering their beats!
I know your inner nature man
I know you could be innocent!

Can we stop ?

Can we change ?
Can we try to do something useful in the end?

In all my dreams you stand up free
And proudly give that look at me
I would see how life is strong
Flowing from your gigantic eyes

I’d say Happy, I’m so happy!
I’m gonna paint myself in green
I’m gonna jump like a hopper
Above the seas above the skies

Can we stop ?

Can we change ?
Can we try to do something useful in the end?

Jazzy Onomatopeas vocals / humming