the pillows - spiky seeds Lyrics

Birth and growth: an elegant flight at low altitude,
A discovery firmly grasped in the hand.
Our cells are pirates, our companion roulette,
An advantage that comes from spinning in circles.

We continue with our dear Darwin.

Never evolving,
We are in the middle of returning to our origins.
We boast of ambiguity as our weapon,
Reborn to spiky seeds

Damage and recovery: a daring survival game,
A unique adventure in life.
Succession and descent: a high calling,
The unchallenged position that we have longed for.

This is not the time to yawn!

This night is the night
For the plant of the century to bloom with pride, in all its glory!
We will give our first and last cry,
Reborn to spiky seeds

Let's move on! Let's live!

This night is the night
For the plant of the century to bloom with pride, in all its glory!
Our first and last cry is in F # minor.

Never evolving,
We are in the middle of returning to our origins.
We boast of ambiguity as our weapon,
Reborn to spiky seeds