I'm on the run, but I don't know exactly where it came from.
It just happened to be like that.
If I'm not mistaken, the tank was just full
when the left side of the road turned into a gai.
We learn from it, and you too,
about this city with its people and its little stories,
which start pretty funny.
It usually starts without a gai,
usually with a sad ending.
My head is set on the big flame
and your neck comes with me.
I won't tell you.
No, no, no.
Just say it to me.
We learn from it, and you too,
about this city with its people and its little stories,
which start pretty funny.
It usually starts with a sad ending.
I won't tell you.
No, no, no.
Just say it to me.
I won't tell you.
No, no, no.
Just say it to me.
I won't tell you.
No, no, no.
Just say it to me.
No, no, no.

Today is the morning snow of yesterday
already forgotten and gone.
You wonder perhaps what it'll be
and perhaps you don't wonder either
and wait for the day when light goes out.
My head is set on the big flame
and your neck comes with me.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no, no.