Contre le sexisme

describe the touch,
no it´s the thought it´s warm
and yellow and has a ruffle
it´s warm and yellow and...
he´s so quiet i forgot he´s there
and i think here i am.
"oh alice, come back
he´s just a kitten...
he´s just a kitten"
a thousand leaves
for your disguise fall on the sky
and looking up from down is
a sea to realize the leaves are
falling up and down up and round.
and this is from my heart to you
a crazy wind will stir me too
and contre de la sexisme
i am with you.