Amour Dans Le Motu

In the plains of Commodock, the end of the animal kingdom
You look at the corpses, you regret the asphalt
Torrential rains that remind you of a motto chanted in Vietnam
Ours is not to do or die, ours is to smoke and stay high

In the motu
In the motu
In the motu

The pale night, the night falls, not a woman on the horizon
You wonder how you will do, at the mercy of the red birds
Then suddenly, it comes back to you, a secret so well kept
Ours is not to do or die, ours is to smoke and stay high

In the motu
Love in the motu
In the motu

Come, ask for more
Come, ask for more
Come, ask for more
Come, ask for more

Tonight in the motu
Tonight in the motu
Tonight in the motu
Tonight in the motu

Matmos
Matmos
Matmos
Matmos

Linda Napalm has left us, at the end of the corridor a vahine
Monoi vapor, dilated eye and suddenly starts to sing
In the motu, it's so hot, you feel your aura starting to rise
Ours is not to do or die, ours is to smoke and stay high