paroles de chanson History of Civilization - Fancy Colors

Here we are
Doing magic all day
White magic for you
And black magic for me to make you say ooh la

A fountain in a square
In South America
Sprays perfume in the air
And attracts a swarm of lovers there we dare ourselves to die
To test another lie
Heart beats with trepidation, the beginning of a journey

Here we are
Doing magic all day
Black magic for me
I hear the echoes turn to chants
And the voice repeats the sounds
But the meaning of it fades, like some flag that's hung in tatters in the haze

Here we are
Oh, we can read the signs in the wind over the water
Here we are
Ooh, we can read the words in the sun across the mountain
Yeah