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lo douce raspberries
lo douce raspberries
liberté loin d’la douleur
We’re one step closer to the glory

Ohhh, the fruits of the fight are the juice of the soul,
Ohhh, the strawberries may fall, but we rise with the dawn,
And the spices we taste are the fire in the roll.
And the raspberries we throw will carry us on…

Life throws its punches, like strawberries in the ring,
Sweet but bruised, they sting like a thing.
But the raspberries we throw, with mind and with might,
Are the blows that we strike for the glory and the light, SEE.

With every swing, and every blow,
We’re one step closer to the glory we know, yeah!
We’re the champions of the juice and the spice of the light!
To the taste of the win, and the thrill of the fight,

Ohhh, the fruits of the fight are the juice of the soul,
Ohhh, the strawberries may fall, but we rise with the dawn,
And the spices we taste are the fire in the roll.
And the raspberries we throw will carry us on…

Lo fruit’ peut tomb’, com un jus fort, Tzz!
lo épic’ d’lo combat’ nous fais’ avanc’,
Alors tiens ta position, ( lo douce raspberries)
pis frapp’ avec ton cœur,
Car lo goût d’la victoire i lo plus doux,


Ohoh,So let the fruits fly, let the spices ignite,
And the raspberries we throw are the promises we keep.
With every swing, and every blow, ( lo douce raspberries)
Cause the taste of the win is the sweetest bite…


life hit like a left, then a right to the jaw,
So I swing with my heart, and I swing with my might,
Strawberries sweet, but they leave you raw.
The ring is the world, and the fight is the game,

I throw them raspberries, with the juice in my veins,
Every punch, every swing, every drop of the pain, yeah.
But the fruit is the love, and the spice is the fame.
‘Cause the taste of the win is the sweetest bite…”


Ohhh, the fruits of the fight are the juice of the soul,
Ohhh, the strawberries may fall, but we rise with the dawn,
And the spices we taste are the fire in the roll.
And the raspberries we throw will carry us on…

liberté loin d’la douleur pis d’la peur,
lo douce raspberries
lo douce raspberries
liberté loin d’la douleur
 

"Lo Douce Raspberries"
by MalreDeszik

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