Hipocampo

I'm on my way, going from the beginning, oh, deity
Tea and cookies, oh poor little kittens
Oh, I'm enjoying the air, the air, of the voice

I'm from the seahorse and there's so much field in me
I'm going, my angel
I'm crazy to make a toast to you, oh oh

I'm on my way, going and following the instinct now, prayer
It's ten thirty, I fill the village with little monkeys
Oh, I'm going to inflame the sea, the sea at the mouth

I'm from the seahorse and there's so much field in me
I'm going, my angel
I'm crazy to make a toast to you, oh oh

I'm on my way, going without destination, sense, innocent
Feel the sign in the astral map of the bushbabies
Oh, I'm going to turn the air, the air into us

I'm from the seahorse and there's so much field in me
I'm going, my angel
I'm crazy to make a toast to you, oh oh
I'm from the seahorse and there's so much field in me
I'm going, my angel
I'm crazy to make a toast to you, oh oh