Cibo Matto

Sugar Water

Cibo Matto


The velocity of time turns her voice into... sugar water

I'm on a concrete way
The wind is blowing to the north, northwest
It smells like sands of the southern island

When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
La La La... La La La...
La La La... La La La...

I'm riding on a camel that has big eyes
The buildings are changing into coconut trees
Litlle by little

When a black cat crosses my path
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
A woman in the moon is singing to the earth
La La La... La La La...
La La La... La La La...

We are taking sugar water shower