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Aboubaca - La Première Fois 2 by Guy

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Aboubaca - La Première Fois 2

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[Verse 1]
First day, backpack heavy, sneakers scuff the cracked floor,
I spot you there, in the corner, like something out of folklore.
Is that a wild friend or just a trick of my young gaze?
You move with jungle rhythm, caught me in a daze.
[Pre-Chorus]
Who sends a creature here, this strange guest by the swings?
Whispers float through playground dust, on uncertain wings.
[Chorus]
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, wild in the courtyard’s heat,
Abouaye, oh oh, heartbeat syncs in this schoolyard beat.
Who are you, from where you came? The mystery clings, ah ah,
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, the jungle lost you in the rash.
[Verse 2]
Cartoon shadows flicker under dusty sun-hazed light,
Your eyes hold stories, tangled vines, hidden from my sight.
Kids circle, curious, tongues sharp as winter's cold,
But I only catch the kindness your quiet moments hold.
[Pre-Chorus]
I wondered once, now I’m sure, you’re part of this strange play,
The jungle’s edge, the city’s mess, blurring night with day.
[Chorus]
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, wild in the courtyard’s heat,
Abouaye, oh oh, heartbeat syncs in this schoolyard beat.
Who are you, from where you came? The mystery clings, ah ah,
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, the jungle lost you in the rash.
[Bridge]
Flash of laughter, swings creaking, stories tangled up in time,
A boy and a wonder, caught between the grind.
The midday sun bends low, shadows fold into you,
A jungle wanderer in a playground view.
[Chorus]
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, wild in the courtyard’s heat,
Abouaye, oh oh, heartbeat syncs in this schoolyard beat.
Who are you, from where you came? The mystery clings, ah ah,
Aboubaca, je t'ai vu, the jungle lost you in the rash.
[Outro]
Still the playground hums your name, a wild echo spun,
Aboubaca, under that same sun.
You’re the secret that I chase in every game we play,
And I wonder if you’re still there, wild and grey.