Acapulco (part. Emmanuel Horvilleur)

I think about how many hours I spent with you
The world, witness to everything
Free from the rules of prohibition
Now we like to be different

Which one of us is going to let go of the rope?
Which one of us?
Which one of us is going to drop the stone when crossing?

If they think it's not enough
That we imagine so much
Then let them call us crazy
Much crazier is love

And it seems silly to us
That they find it strange
Even if it sounds weird to them
Much crazier is love

Which one of us is going to let go of the rope?
Which one of us?
Which one of us is going to drop the stone when crossing?

If they think it's not enough
That we imagine so much
Then let them call us crazy
Much crazier is love

And it seems silly to us
That they find it strange
Even if it sounds weird to them
Much crazier is love

And so we'll leave
Be able to escape
Without much more
Than our clothes
Take the free road
Towards Acapulco

If they think it's not enough
That we imagine so much
Then let them call us crazy
Much crazier is love

And it seems silly to us
That they find it strange
Even if it sounds weird to them
Much crazier is love

Crazy
Crazy is love
Crazy
Crazy
Much crazier is love