Let’s be eels,
Let slip into their hands,
Let’s be eels,
Let’s explore the rivers
Before they catch us,
They’re waiting for us downstream,
To hurt us,
We are eels,
We know better than they,
The taste of springs and tides,
We are eels,
We have answers
Which they don’t care,
Slide, slip, reach the sea.
Soyons des anguilles,
Glissons-leur entre les mains,
Soyons des anguilles,
Explorons les rivières
Avant qu’ils nous attrapent,
Ils nous attendent en aval,
Pour nous faire du mal,
Nous sommes es anguilles,
Nous connaissons mieux qu’eux,
Le gout des sources et des marées,
Nous sommes des anguilles,
Nous avons des réponses
Dont ils ne veulent pas,
Glissons, glissons, rejoignons la mer.
If you look up, you will see, that the sky, is plainly greeN,
Mountains of clouds drift like Christmas evE,
Aval fo edam ylraelc era semoh noitacaV,
Gibberish! You might be thinking. But no, it was just backward day, as you can seE,
Interesting, you say the sky is blue? Well, I say something that ends with a “wrong” and starts with a “youR”,
Never have I heard something more preposterous! (Well, other than a word that ends with a “B”,
The tables have turned! Don’t you agree? Wait..what! You think the sky ISN'T green? Well, that's about as ridiculous as a cat that can purR!
I’m astounded by your betrayal! Why did you do it? And you dare start to arguE,
Oh, wait, what did you say? Look up? Well, alright, I guess I cA….
Never in my life would I have guessed! This is wonderfully astounding! The sky isn't green! No, it isn't at all! In fact, it's...pinK!