108 pieces of an Aimé*

Son of a father

Father of a son

Meant to get further

Meant to grow a hon'

So to be a man

Lick the mother's mouth

To get what it can

From north to the south

Let's drop the last glove

Let's dig one real love

As the moment looks

Set for caring shooks*

Let it shakes in here

Let them hug swiftly

A good atmosphere

Such a kiss, daftly

Exclusive - for her

Only she - beloved

Among folks - prefer'

Together - long roved

Road still in the go

Load emotions and

Days and days and so

Trimly hand in hand

One sister

One brother

Two lovers sing

Sensitive wings