ain't made, always been a fan of flashbacks Go ahead, wear your heart on your backpack But don't forget my name when you start to talk shit Up in the atmosphere
Traduction: Atmosphère. Secret.
don?t want to stitch Go where we haven?t been Fly away, time machine Cloud we will chase him out Crowds, we will face them down This is our secret place
Personnelles, ces impressions soudaines L'essentiel paresse dans un mystere Si cruelle, la violence de mes reves Qui plongent dans le secret De mes vaines
Of stars in atmosphere And watch her disappear Into the midnight show... Oh faster, faster, faster... Oh no no no no no... If you keep a secret Well baby... you can keep a secret
naturellement J'suis chimiquement fait pour la fete J'ai beau faire une tete d'enterrement Y'a personne qui m'prend au serieux J'suis tres jaloux tres secretement
[1] I spent my whole life in love with despair kept my lungs full with the breath of their mute atmosphere ... i became what i hate. and thus
Now the birds speak in secret rhythms and the trees bark in secret sounds and the people rush in secret thought and they push the thoughts into the shape
Now the birds speak in secret rhythms and the trees bark in secret sounds and the people speak in secret thought and they push the thoughts into the shape
call me on a train to a place you can get, anything that you want, anything that you wish, is a place kept secret and no one ... you just gotta know somebody
a college professor's pod now I'm the only thing you should be fearing for the next millennium clearing if only time will tell then I'll tell time no secrets
off Don't get me wrong now, I like 'em blond with long hair They call me Sauvere, I like her underwear She don't mind posin', she don't even care I like her atmosphere
roll And all the secret someones go And all the roving rovers ramble Down my back, down my track And all the rolling rollers roll And all the secret
together, gonna feel the magic A chain reaction of passion, in our hearts a chemistry (Solo) Something in the atmosphere is burning clear and stirring me tonight No secrets
familiars in pentacles of green Flowing the bloodline past millenia, so strong Reciting atmospheres to tangle mortal song Secret evening, thunder Pagans
atmosphere Some kind of presence is here How could something like this Have happened in a place like this? Such mindless violence The surroundings hold their secrets
blink Time to snort a white hoe bitch Next she tell me Fly dont need it but Fly say Mane fuck that shit Suckers fill my atmosphere Hoe you should
