It is easy for me to talk with you In spite of your silence You shake me with your high one astral In the silence so dew
My friend Plank
Sat down here in your deep silence In the one that can is thinking It is not wanted to say I won't ask You that is forming You will turn dog popsicle I caught you in the game That our friendship never ends Our history is true
My friend Plank
Ôôô Plank, cutting your feet Ôôô Plank, other light
With you I will cut the seven seas Your dust gives me asthma Because if your parents, them your family Please don't repeat
