I was in a tiny bar with Sophie and Caroline,
Whisky and tequilla, we can't lie, embellishing this blue warm night.
Sophie the little cute one, shades of green filled her eyes.
Caroline the childhood love, age seems to have killed her dove.
Neither of them, passion seems to rise.
Apathy leads to a cliff.
A cloudy sight brings me a ship,
where a whale married a panda,
Craddled by the sicilian sea.