The peak of the mountain

How you call you?
How many years you have?
From where come?
How stay?
Not to be sad,
the life is a thing wonderful
and I am here, to make it wonderfuler.

Not hear the sound of the my guitar?
is played from me
is played for you
is played for we.

Oui je t’aime, je t’aime,
must to be the my girl,
come on the my car,
that I bring you at make one tour
with Faso.

Me and you suns in the city
with the sun above us
In the city. In the sun city
What the sense? Sans.

What you think of the my car?
is much beautiful second me
but you laugh and take me for the ass.

I not am stupid,
the my heart is broken know,
and the game is beautiful when is short.

In the light I see the your true face,
you are a toilet,
I hear me sad and I rethink at you, like was.

Oui je t’aime, je t’aime,
must to be the my girl
come on, the my car
that I bring you at the peak of the mountain.

We will go to the peak of the mountain!
They will go to the peak of the mountain!
We will go to Burkina Faso
and we will take it to entry into Nuova Delhi
with Fase!