Amélie-les-crayons
de nous non
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I'm afraid of spiders, trapeze artists, backwards
Old stories and Martians
Afterparties (but not us)
War yes, bombs too
Noise, holes, traps
People, chickens, pollution (but not us)
Flowers that die, the dishes break
Grey and little girls
Magpies chattering
Of the cry of the infant (but not of us...)
Of winter, of skiing , sun, wind and bad guys
Ghosts and bees
Weird noises in the house (but not from us)
Dog poop on the right foot , sore throats and nails
Dry account, ratafia,
Beautiful boys
(but not us...)
(Thanks to Klervi for these lyrics)