Lyrics
Counting twos, counting fours
Engaging in a rhythmic count of twos and fours
When you're feeling sad treading ever so kindly
When feeling down, moving cautiously and gently
Break it off, break it off
End a situation or a feeling abruptly
When you see it glow, and you're thinking it's ripened
Observing something shining or glowing, assuming it's matured or developed
À tout à l'heure, À tout à l'heure
See you later, see you later
When you lift your feet, and you know it's me waving
When you move and recognize it's me acknowledging you
Scattered rains, scattered rains
Scattered rainfalls or scattered thoughts
Counting dandelions and the parks they're ripened
Counting the growth of dandelions in parks
Counting threes, counting fives
Engaging in a rhythmic count of threes and fives
See the beaucoup view and the merry go rounding
Seeing a vast, impressive view and experiencing a merry-go-round-like sensation
Spin your arms, spin your eyes
Rotate your arms and eyes
Êtes vous ma fleuri, ever carefully breezing
Are you my flower, being cautious while breezing
Look how we live, look how we laugh
Observe how we exist, observe our laughter
Feel the bellowing and the bath in flexing
Feel the strong, echoing sound and the act of bathing while stretching
Let it drop, and let it bounce
Allow something to fall and rebound
Counting melodies, and the gravity breathing
Counting musical tunes and the weight of gravity as it breathes
Count in twos, count in fours
Counting in twos and fours again
When you're feeling slow, treading ever so fondly
When feeling sluggish, moving fondly or affectionately
Cut it off, cut it off
End something abruptly
When you see it grow and you're thinking it's bolting
Witnessing something grow rapidly and assuming it's sprouting or shooting up
À tout à l'heure, à tout à l'heure
See you later, see you later
When you lift your soles and you know it's me smiling
When you lift your feet and recognize it's me smiling at you
Scatter brains, scatter grains
Disordered thoughts or scatterings of grains
Count the buttercups and the melodies ripened
Counting the blossomed buttercups and matured melodies
Count in threes, count in fives
Engaging in a rhythmic count of threes and fives again
See the figure-eight, hear the cherry-go-rounding
Seeing a figure-eight shape, hearing merry-go-round-like sounds
Span your arms, span your eyes
Extend your arms and eyes consistently and cautiously
Ever presently, ever carefully freezing
Always being present, freezing carefully
Count within, count without
Counting internally and externally
Feel the mellowing and the daffodil resting
Feel the calming down and the peaceful rest of a daffodil
Let it drop, let it bounce
Allow something to fall and rebound
Count the melodies and the levity teething
Counting the uplifting melodies and the emergence of lightness
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