Fernanda Souza Ribeiro - TICKA-TACKA-TOO

Raise your seventh hand today.
Тика-така, тика-така, тука-тука-ту, хей.
Тика-така, тика-така, тука-тука-ту.
On my watch it says 13 years late,
Someone calls me from an empty number.
I picked up and heard a roller skate whisper that the city needs more thunder.
Do not tell me how I have to love; you have got a PhD in cleaning.
You arrived to drink some tea above,
Then you disappeared inside the ceiling.