SEA LION
Marc Daumail, Morgane Imbeaud
They say you ride a sea lion
And that you're never scared and you never shiver
They say you are looking for me
But I won't dare to fight with a monster
And when the war is over
When the army leaves
Won't you be ashamed?
Will you hold my hand?
Will you touch my hair?
Oh, you invade and you conquer
All the seas and all the oceans
Oh, you seem made of silver
And you stick a sword in my shoulder
And when the war is over
When the army leaves
Won't you be ashamed?
Will you hold my hand?
Will you touch my hair?
And when the war is over
When the army leaves
Won't you be ashamed?
Will you hold my hand?
Will you touch my hair?
Won't you be ashamed?
Won't you be ashamed?