Abracadabra

A woman out of spite, or for pleasure
Buried in a garden a wet dry coconut
In carmine

Then a rival, trafficking evil
Spit with rum
And pinned a happy heart

I don't know, how some misappropriate life
How some invoke a wound
How they can waste love

I don't know, as if we didn't lack chains
As if we had more dinners than we needed
As if pain brought happiness

I don't know, if bad weather brings bad faith
If desperation hits the mark
And lay schools close
If we return to sorcery
And dolphin apprentices believe they can reach Merlin

I don't know, if bad weather brings bad faith
But what enchants me is to fly
And be enchanted by your sorceries
I shine in your school
I improve in love
I fly there
Like to the Sun
A hummingbird

Abracadabra, healer my word, all evil makes well
Heals from hatred and also vaccinates

Abracadabra, follow the paw on your goat
Sunflower, wallflower, The butterfly kissed the hummingbird
The hummingbird

The hummingbird

The hummingbird