Improbable story of a fantasy
Close to the equator at a precise point
Latitude 500 longitude 36
In the heart of the forest at this opening
In your verdant Eve attire
You were stunningly beautiful
Birds sang us their chant
And we lived happy in the canopy
Wild jungle, open your arms
You and I don't need much
Let's take root in the woods
Naive kids or outlaws
Skittles stuck in a stream
They listen to that weird bird singing
He invites us a little higher
Memorable story of a daydream
That we lived together in the Amazon
A return to our roots, life without artifices
The two of us in the forest, far from curses
In the dark, lush torpor
Of a jungle with exuberant vines
The age-old trees adopted us
And we lived happy in the canopy
Wild jungle, open your arms
You and I don't need much
Let's take root in the woods
Naive kids or outlaws
Skittles stuck in a stream
Listen to that weird bird sing
He invites us a little higher