Le le Le le le ong
Le le le Le le le ong Le le le ong
Le le Le le le Le le
With attractive fair skin and blood red lips
Straight back and prim bob hairstyle
Where are you going now with your messy steps?
Seeming to be searching for someone, this lonely Mathilda.
Tickita match the rhythm and spin, the guitar riff’s theme is Sting’s
Shape of my Heart, I’m a guy whose actions don’t match my age,
Call Me Léon Call Me Léon Call Me Léon
Call Me Call Call Call
Call Call Call Me
Among these noisy people, why is it
that you don’t dance at all?
I’m curious about you.
With an unreadable expression,
wearing black sunglasses.
Mon Cher* Look At Me. I don’t want to dance.
Mon Cher Look At Me. Don’t ask me the reason why.
Hey Baby Look At Me. I don’t want you to catch my sad expression.
Don’t come closer. Blink.
Why are you being so cold?
Could you be nicer to me, ma Léon?
I’m not going to feel inferior anymore now.
My choice is not wrong.
I’m Ma Mathilda
I’m Ma Ma Mathilda
I’m Ma Mathilda
I’m Ma I’m I’m Ma I’m Ma
Why are you throwing rocks at my heart that is gently asleep?
Making me want to dance.
Hiding my wavering eyes for me, my black sunglasses.
Ma Chère What You Need. Dance like me.
Ma Chère What You Need. Ah don’t bump into me.
Hey Baby What You Need. That’s right look at me in front of you.
Alright let’s dance now. Blink.
Un Deux Trois Quatre
Le le Le le le Le le Le Le le ong
Le le Le le le Le le Le Le le ong
Mon Cher* Look At Me. I don’t want to dance.
Mon Cher Look At Me. Don’t ask me the reason why.
Hey Baby Look At Me. I don’t want you to catch my sad expression.
Don’t come closer. Blink.
Ma Chère What You Need. Dance like me.
Ma Chère What You Need. Ah don’t bump into me.
Hey Baby What You Need. That’s right look at me in front of you.
Alright let’s dance now, dance now. Blink.