Joke aside in the Mandigue music hall
You can see that I'm completely crazy
On your ice floe, me, little ice cube
I knowingly saw © my circle in the round
If I was polar, to please you better
I was very bitter, sweet heart
When our tender affinity
Melted like snow in summer
A winter evening, an hour of java
You made the first misstep
By asking for my hand , I think
I told you that I wouldn't have been
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Oh my
Ringed, ringed, ringed
And my finger
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Never
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Oh my
If I was born in a little bouquet
Pink being the color of my bracelet
To the weaker sex, apparent
By the image of the carrier pigeon
Which always returns to the sender
In love, nothing beats danger
Loyalty in freedom
A winter evening, an hour of java
You committed, you didn't suspect it
An odd one but since then, I believe
Knowing that you wouldn't have me
Ringed, ringed, ringed ©e
Oh my
Ringed, ringed, ringed
And my finger
Ringed, ringed ©e, ringed
Never
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Oh my
One evening of winter, an hour of java
You made the first misstep
But now, I know very well
That we will never have our hands
Baguà Ringed, ringed, ringed
Oh my
Ringed, ringed, ringed
And my finger
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Never
Ringed, ringed, ringed
Oh my

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