you’re drunk

and can’t even read a lyric.

the words get tangled up before they have the chance

to form on your tongue and between your teeth.

you’re so drunk so that French seems the easiest to pronounce.

maybe that’s why French literature sounds beautiful.

maybe they all get drunk with wine before starting

any story.

if you want a French to be nice and decent, pour some wine in his glass

and you will enjoy.

in any other case, I personally would prefer the silence of a Nordic guy.

Latins are like waters.

you never know when the storm will start

and you never know if you will escape from that ocean alive.

but if you die, you will die brave.

ah! you’re drunk and you don’t even care a single word

I hardly try to explain here, for you!

but that’s what’s happening when two strangers share alcohol

at bar.

poor bartender…