Pallas

From the Iliad to the Helicon
You do not fear the gods
Raised in Thessaly
Left to perish on a terrace of Sisi
In the Phaeacian palace
And the casino, where their
Lotus and yoghurt
Are good for digestion
We take fruit from the basket

Lost paragon, goddess, Pallas
In the far terrain is a continent
Of prose, poems, ballads
Sing them with me again
Be a stronger woman

Lost paragon, goddess, Pallas
In the far terrain is a continent
Of prose, poems, ballads
Sing them with me again
Be a stronger woman

Am I a pastiche
Created without reason?
Does it have to make sense?
I entertained every weekend
To redeem my past activities
And tokens of surrender, I heard
"Comme ci, comme ça"
The mad communication
"D what did you do? You never learn! (You never learn!)
If no one ever defends you, don't cry, you fight back
When there are blood stains on your white flag

Eat more
Yoghurt
No, no problem
It is good for our communication (na-na-na)
You fool, you never learn (you fool you never learn)
They'll seek prestige through your brain and nerve
Sweetie eat more lotus
It's good for digestion
Find the apple in the basket"

Lost paragon, goddess, Pallas
In the far terrain is a continent (you never learn!)
Of prose, poems, ballads
Sing them with me again
Be a stronger woman

Lost paragon, goddess, Pallas
In the far terrain is a continent
Of born daughters
Over and over again
A stronger woman

Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
Be a stronger woman
(You never learn!)



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Writer(s): Demira Jansen, Samuel J Van Hoogstraten
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