Sentimentale

From time to time in my perch
At the weekend
You call my switchboard
And you show up
But your life comes and goes
And I have mine
And when I'm at the bottom of the slide
I'm in pain

I'm sentimental
Not normal
It's a mental illness
It's mental
Incurably sentimental
Sentimental hurts

Since I'm alone in my drawer
I can't see myself living
And like that on her swing
My heart freezes
I always read the same story
Always this book
This girl in prison and the black prince
Who frees her

I'm sentimental
Not normal
It's a mental illness
It's mental
Incurably sentimental
Sentimental hurts

But it's life and its cutter
Who tears me apart
Who turns my boat into a peril
And capsizes me
I won't let go of your boat washhouse
For a Empire
It's a cargo of black pepper
A real ship

I'm sentimental
Not normal
It's a mental illness
It's mental
Incurably sentimental
Sentimental, it hurts