[verse1]
Beneath strata of silt and melancholia
He shambles,ripedal, timeworn
Nike laced upon cartilage
Tralalero Tralala, mnemonic husk
His pupils: vitrified voids
Where thought once coiled like kelp
Now, echoes
He is not predator nor prey
But driftwood in the theater of entropy

[verse2]
Cappucina,ballerina brewed of ether
Gowned in arabesques and sepia foam
They whisper of their union
Of pas de deux through decomposing reefs
She pirouettes on mollusk shells
He watches in palindrome silence
A hymnless witness to her brew-born grace
Love? Perhaps
Or a neurological glitch in his coral-riddled cerebrum

[Chorus]
Tralalero Tralala
Chronically misfiring, cerebellum adrift
Soles strike barnacled rhythm
A cadence unseen, unmeasured
Ballerina in vapor and dust
Does she know?
That Bombardiro Crocodilo
Winged reptile of ruin, has cast his gaze?

[verse3]
He arrives not swimming, but shrieking
Bombardiro: aerial saurian, half-fuselage
Half-tooth, all bravado
He drops blossoms forged in napalm
Confesses in cryptograms and sirens
His wooing,blunt, ballistic
She twirls once, perhaps politely
But says nothing
Her silence: a monsoon to both beasts

[verse4]
Inside Tralala’s skull
An obsolete carousel
Playing ossified lullabies in reverse
Memory sloughs like algae
Thoughts coagulate into mossy knots
He stares, not in longing
But in recursive malfunction
His love is not lyrical,it is mechanical
She remains unsolved

[verse5]
Twilight.
Between phosphorescent ruins
They meet him, the walker; the other, the skyborne
Cappucina spins
No words. No winner. No axis
Only a whirlpool
And then, absence

[Chorus]
Tralalero Tralala
Still wanders the abysmal ballroom
Shoes squeaking in a tempo no one remembers
Brainrot blooms within his silence
A bouquet of cognitive fungus
Crocodilo soars
Carrying unanswered echoes in his wings
And Cappucina?
She dances in myth now
The waltz unfinished
The steps recursive
The curtain… never called