Our adventure would be worth gold
I'd have a delicious tongue
I'd have a honeyed part of me
My love, what have we done
I'm one of those who stay in the harbor
I know we were supposed to laugh again
I'm one of those, but you're one of those girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels
If I knew nothing about you
I'd stay calm so we'd be
If we'd never seen each other
I'd check out your ass without you knowing
I'd be quick with a compliment
I'd be the strong man and the docile one
The latter, which I'll no longer be
I'm one of those who stay in the harbor
I know we were supposed to laugh again
I'm one of those, but you're one of those girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels
And when you dance, it's dripping
You're a gift for the retina
You're on a Mondrian canvas
That I wreck with a thousand colors
Thrown without shame and without plan
Just like that, for the joy
I even picture us camping
There're those who stay in the harbor
There're those who still laugh
There're those and there're those girls
Who stay stuck in Brussels