Umbrella

I was told that I'm bothering
I thought it made you laugh
They don't know what pleasure to be
Sad and elegant

In my head it's rain
Accompanied by a storm
I would like to tell you about
My life or that Freddy

Here reached negative
No scene, no movies
Riding on West Coast with my guys
Under gray sky

Surrounded umbrella

The rain deprives the freedom of our bodies
The beaches empty of tourists
Like a piece of paradise
The hotel is empty
And video staff

For a few days of the year
For few smiles arriving

Surrounded umbrella
Surrounded umbrella

The trampled flowers bloom next summer
Dunes and plains will rest
While the bottoms of seas go out
The art of doing nothing

Don't say
Don't care
But be respectful
But be respectful



Credits
Writer(s): Maxence Pacciarelli
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