Machiavel - the fifth season lyrics

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<b>the fifth season</b> by <i>Machiavel</i><br />(Albert Letecheur - Marc Ysaye - Roland de Greef - Jean Paul Devaux)

The snow pearled the sky and slowly it melted drop by drop

A rainbow of eight colours was hanging in the sky

Offered by the gods for the new season

Under a cleaned sky, as far as its blue bark

The mural notches bustled up like bursting scales

The hollow of the valleys swallowed the shade of burning winds

A lemon clearness shouted out the reunion of the moon and the sun

Breaking idols of the fading stars

The tree had no birds, no dead leaves, just flowers and fruits !

There was no day, no night, just a lemon clearness

fareaway, the horizon was slowly wearing

Separated by the sea, a rock and a tree were tearing up

another horizon

It was the beginning of the fifth season

Seated on the stairs of the church a man was left in the lurch

His barrel organ played "Jester", a tune of the seventies

A little boy wasn’t laughing he just stayed there and said nothing

With his little merry-go-round that he made turn on the ground

He really knew it was not a dream

And while tasting a blu ice cream

Without having a good grouse

With his other mouth he cried

"Mother I want another" It ‘s strange but the boy was me

When the seasons where only four !

The moon and the sun were shining in the sky

Offered by the gods for the fifth season