pour vivre heureux, vivons perchés

Far far, there's this little girl, she was praying for something to happen to her, everyday she writes words and more words, just to speak out the thoughts that keep floating inside.
And she's strong when the dreams come cos' they take her, cover her, they are all over the reality looks far now, but don't go.
How can you stay outside ? There's a beautiful mess inside
How can you stay outside ? There's a beautiful mess inside
Far far, there's this little girl, she was praying for something good to happen to her, from time to time there're colors and shapes, dazeling her eyes, tickeling her hands
They invent her a new world with oil skies and aquarel rivers, but don't you run away already, please don't go.
Far far there's this little girl, she was praying for something big to happen to her, every night she ears beautiful strange music.
It's everywhere there's nowhere to hide, but if it fades she begs
"Oh lord don't take it from me, don't take it yourselves"
I guess I'll have to give it birth, to give it birth
I guess I'll have to give it birth, to give it birth
I guess I have to, have to give it birth, there's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere
So shake it yourself now deep inside, deeper than you ever dared.

[Yael Naim - Far far]