My Little Fish

Dear skinny fish, listen to me for a while.

We have no more tears, no more struggle, no more wine.

You're my little fish, swim to me and take some cheese.

Do you still believe he would come back?

He's a freak.

And then my fish she says “I thought he belongs to me. I know I should not mind. I cannot tell lies. He puts me aside...”

Fish starts to cry, other fishes cry and cry.

Fish keeps on crying “wu wu wu...”

Little baby fish, listen to me for a while.

We have no more tears, no more struggle no more wine.

From now on, from now on, from now on...