La Polinesia Meridional

Tell me if you liked the things I brought you
If something I said hurt you
I could never prepare it
I never knew exactly what to talk about

I had some moments of complete certainty
Whips of lucidity
I saw the existential origin

I discovered the secrets and the keys to shine
In a stroke of inspiration
I thought everything was going to work

It was just the excitement
A fleeting mirage
A brief attack of love
My great final delirium

Tell me if the foam of the cortado pleases you
If you ever thought of forgetting me
If you changed a phrase
In the last second before speaking

I flew over the Southern Polynesia without a net
From Macquarie to Kermadec
Distorting reality

I slipped away from the complacent world without bothering
In a brief revelation
I forgot about gravity

It was just the excitement
A fleeting mirage
A brief attack of love
My great final delirium