You know You know Tonight I saw all the jewels of pop I even drank to the extreme All the absinthe of your friends I sat next to Rardinf Took the rails in advance In rooms far too dark Without a glimmer of elegance More I tightened My lamentable jaws And the lovers Passing boys That I tried to approach But that my mascarade Made me flee slowly By its cold Hermosade So I filled my thought With life in urgency As much to live as to live On the dance floor I adjusted my bandages So that my bleeding Is much less apparent On the silver floor And there, too much I defeated, defeated And that, until the fiasco It's the party of too much I look at him with glitter And I reduce myself to chaos You know Tonight I read in my relaxed body The tortured manual Of this exalted dance I even slipped my tongue In salivating mouths In very small angles Where we only see the mucous Then there, I entered With my bare hands With this air already seen And the desire of surplus I found nothing precise Except for appearance Exactly, even if Everything starts again tomorrow And there, too much I defeated, defeated And that, until the fiasco It's the party of too much I look at him with glitter And I reduce myself to chaos It's the party of too much I defeated, defeated And that, until the fiasco It's the party of too much I look at him with glitter And I reduce myself to chaos Dance It's the party of too much I defeated, defeated And that, until the fiasco It's the party of too much I look at him with glitter And I reduce myself to chaos