Le Cactus de Sibérie

Aware that a simple presence can bother
I didn't come to hang around
Just enough time to introduce myself
The entity with existence, refuted, buried, then resurrected
Enough joking around, I am the Siberian cactus

Few have seen me up close, the cream of the crop
A unique species
People love the flamboyant colors, not those who wear them
Reason why you won't see me in a park
Rather at night, parked in a parking lot, smoking
Among cacti, I tried to make a place there
Where the ice doesn't melt
I left the line and tasted being sidelined
It's raining, it's late, and all that inspires me is this bus shelter
This habit makes me resemble the Siberian cactus

(Siberian Cactus)

So grounded that I took root
[?] From thorns to nitroglycerin
It's true that at the fountain, everyone wants three glasses of milk
I stay there rapping, planted, helping them!
I could have been more commercial than a bouquet of roses
If Valentine's Day hadn't stolen all my verses
For those who don't wait to be watered and harden
Time hasn't distorted my words (do they unite?)
You've lost the temperature of the pyramids
Chilled from hanging out with the worst friends
You can sharpen your spines
People want some spice
Go rub against them, you'll experience new feelings

(Siberian Cactus)
(Siberian Cactus)

One day Tony told me, ox
You found more joy
In sadness than in joy
More than just a little help from the outside
My flow comforts those whose spikes grow inward
Lift your pain up
Let your pleasure reach new heights
Climb, I'm the captain of this ship
My sap is melodic
Did you know a cactus had a flower?
In the midst of spikes, there's a heart
You were given a Siberian cactus
Indeed, it's less painful than a bouquet that withers
Why do I keep my fans?
Because with eyes closed, the needles turn into petals

(Siberian Cactus)
(Siberian Cactus)
(Siberian Cactus)