Saturday, April 30, 2011

I Feel Love



Ooh
it's so good, it's so good
it's so good, it's so good
it's so good
Ooh
heaven knows, heaven knows
heaven knows, heaven knows
heaven knows
Ooh
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love

I feel love, I feel love, I feel love

Ooh
fallin' free, fallin' free
fallin' free, fallin' free
fallin' free
Ooh
you and me, you and me
you and me, you and me
you and me
Ooh
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love

I feel love, I feel love, I feel love

Ooh
I'll get you, I'll get you
I'll get you, I'll get you
I'll get you
Ooh
what you do, what you do
what you do, what you do
what you do
Ooh
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love, I feel love
I feel love

I feel love, I feel love, I feel love

Friday, April 29, 2011

Desperado



Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
You've been out ridin' fences,
for so long - now.
Ohh you're a hard one.
I know that you've got your reasons.
These things that are pleasin'you
Can hurt you somehow.

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy
She'll beat you if she's able.
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table.
But you only want the ones
That you can't get.

Desperado,
Ohhhh you aint getting no younger.
Your pain and your hunger,
They're driving you home.
And freedom, ohh freedom.
Well that's just some people talking.
Your prison is walking through this world all alone.

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?
The sky won't snow and the sun will shine.
It's hard to tell the night time from the day.
And you're losing all your highs and lows
aint it funny how the feeling goes
away...

Desperado,
Why don't you come to your senses?
come down from your fences, open the gate.
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you.
You better let somebody love you.
(let sombody love you)
You better let somebody love you...ohhh..hooo
before it's too..oooo.. late.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

The Last Time I Saw Paris



A lady known as Paris, Romantic and Charming
Has left her old companions and faded from view

Lonely men with lonely eyes are seeking her in vain
Her streets are where they were, but there's no sign of her

She has left the Seine

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay,
I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café

The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring,
And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing.

I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years.
The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears.

The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay,
No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way.

I'll think of happy hours, and people who shared them
Old women, selling flowers, in markets at dawn

Children who applauded, Punch and Judy in the park
And those who danced at night and kept our Paris bright

'til the town went dark.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Le temps



Laisse-moi guider tes pas dans l'existence
Laisse-moi la chance de me faire aimer
Viens comme une enfant au creux de mon épaule
Laisse-moi le rôle de te faire oublier
Le temps qui va
Le temps qui sommeille
Le temps sans joie
Le temps des merveilles
Le temps d'une jour
Temps d'une seconde
Le temps qui court
Ou celui qui gronde

Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre
Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre

Le temps passé
Celui qui va naître
Le temps d'aimer
Et de disparaître
Le temps des pleurs
Le temps de la chance
Le temps qui meurt
Le temps des vacances

Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre
Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre

Le temps glorieux
Le temps d'avant-guerre
Le temps des jeux
Le temps des affaires
Le temps joyeux
Le temps des mensonges
Le temps frileux
Et le temps des songes

Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre
Le temps, le temps
Le temps et rien d'autre
Le tien, le mien
Celui qu'on veut nôtre

Le temps des crues
Le temps des folies
Le temps perdu
Le temps de la vie
Le temps qui vient
Jamais ne s'arrête
Et je sais bien
Que la vie est fête

Du temps des uns
Et du temps des autres
Le tien, le mien
Devenir nôtre
Le temps des uns
Et le temps des autres
Le tien, le mien
Devenir nôtre

Le temps
Le temps des uns
Et le temps des autres
Le tien, le mien
Devenir nôtre
Le temps des uns
Et le temps des autres
Le tien, le mien
Devenir nôtre

Le temps, le temps, le temps, le temps

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Aladdin Sane



Watching him dash away, swinging an old bouquet - dead roses
Sake and strange divine Uh-hu-hu-uh-hu-hu you'll make it
Passionate bright young things, takes him away to war - don't fake it
Sadden glissando strings
Uh-hu-hu-uh-hu-hu - you'll make it

Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise
Who'll love Aladdin Sane

Motor sensational, Paris or maybe hell - (I'm waiting)
Clutches of sad remains
Waits for Aladdin Sane - you'll make it

Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane

We'll love Aladdin Sane
Love Aladdin Sane

Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane

We'll love Aladdin Sane
We'll love Aladdin Sane

Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Oooh Who'll love Aladdin Sane

We'll love Aladdin Sane
Who'll love Aladdin Sane

See the lights shine oh so bright on Broadway

Monday, April 25, 2011

Blank Frank



Blank Frank Is the Messenger of Your Doom and Your Destruction
Yes, He Is the One Who Will Set You Up As Nothing
And He Is One Who Will Look At You Sideways
His Particular Skill Is Leaving Bombs in People's Driveways.

Blank Frank Has a Memory That's As Cold As An Iceberg
The Only Time He Speaks Is in Incomprehensible Proverbs
Blank Frank Is the Siren, He's the Air-raid, He's the Crater
He's On the Menu, On the Table, He's the Knife and He's the Waiter

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Laisse tomber les filles



Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour, c'est toi qu'on laissera.
Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour, c'est toi qui pleureras.
Oui, j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là
Non, je ne pleurerai pas, non, je ne pleurerai pas.
Je dirai "c'est bien fait pour toi".
Je dirai "ça t'apprendra", je dirai "ça t'apprendra".

Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Ça te jouera un mauvais tour.
Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Tu le paieras un d'ces jours.
On ne joue pas impunément
Avec un cœur innocent, avec un cœur innocent.
Tu verras ce que je ressens
Avant qu'il ne soit longtemps, avant qu'il ne soit longtemps.

La chance abandonne celui qui ne sait que laisser les cœurs blessés
Tu n'auras personne pour te consoler, tu ne l'auras pas volé.

Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour, c'est toi qu'on laissera.
Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles.
Un jour, c'est toi qui pleureras.
Non, pour te plaindre, il n'y aura
Personne d'autre que toi, personne d'autre que toi.
Alors, tu te rappelleras
Tout ce que je te dis là, tout ce que je te dis là.
Alors, tu te rappelleras
Tout ce que je te dis là, tout ce que je te dis là.
Alors, tu te rappelleras
Tout ce que je te dis là, tout ce que je te dis là.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

In Germany Before the War



In Germany Before The War
There was a man who owned a store
In nineteen hundred thirty four
In Dusselford
And every day at fine o nine
He'd cross the park down to the Rhine
And he'd sit there by the shore

I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea
I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea

A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Reflected in his glasses
As he watches her
A little girl has lost her way

I'm looking at the river
But I'm thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea
Thinking of the sea

We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still

Friday, April 22, 2011

Sous le ciel de Paris



Sous le ciel de Paris
S'envole une chanson
Hum Hum
Elle est née d'aujourd'hui
Dans le coeur d'un garçon
Sous le ciel de Paris
Marchent les amoureux
Hum Hum
Leur bonheur se construit
Sur une air fait pour eux

Sous le pont de Bercy
Un philosophe assis
Deux musiciens, quelques badauds
Puis des gens par milliers
Sous le ciel de Paris
Jusqu'au soir vont chanter
Hum Hum
L'hymne d'un peuple épris
De sa vieille Cité

Prés de Notre-Dame
Parfois couve un drame
Oui, mais à Paname
Tout peut s'arranger
Quelques rayons
Du ciel d'été
L'accordéon
D'un marinier
L'espoir fleurit
Au ciel de Paris

Sous le ciel de Paris
Coule un fleuve joyeux
Hum Hum
Il endort dans la nuit
Les clochards et les gueux
Sous le ciel de Paris
Les oiseaux du Bon Dieu
Hum Hum
Viennent du monde entier
Pour bavarder entre eux

Et le ciel de Paris
A son secret pour lui
Depuis vingt siècles il est épris
De notre île Saint-Louis
Quand elle lui sourit
Il met son habit bleu
Hum Hum
Quand il pleut sur Paris
C'est qu'il est malheureux
Quand il est trop jaloux
De ses millions d'amants
Hum Hum
Il fait gronder sur eux
Son tonnerre éclatant
Mais le ciel de Paris
N'est pas longtemps cruel...
Hum Hum
Pour se faire pardonner,
Il offre un arc-en-ciel...

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Les amants de Paris



Les amants de Paris couchent sur ma chanson
A Paris les amants s'aiment à leur façon
Les refrains que je leur dis
C'est plus beau que les beaux jours
Ça fait des tas de printemps et le printemps fait l'amour.
Mon couplet s'est perdu
Sur les bords d'un jardin
On ne me l'a jamais rendu
Et pourtant je sais bien
Que les amants de Paris m'ont volé mes chansons
A Paris les amants ont de drôles de façons...

Les amants de Paris se font à Robinson
Quand on marque des points à coups d'accordéon
Les amants de Paris vont changer de saison
En traînant par la main mon petit brin de chanson.
Y a plein d'or, plein de lilas
Et des yeux pour les voir
D'habitude c'est comme ça
Que commencement les histoires
Les amants de Paris se font à Robinson
A Paris les amants ont de drôles de façons.

J'ai la chaîne d'amour au bout de mes deux mains
Y a des millions d'amants et je n'ai qu'un refrain
On y voit tout autour les gars du monde entier
Qui donneraient bien le printemps pour venir s'aligner
Pour eux c'est pas beaucoup
Car des beaux mois de mai
J'en ai collé partout
Dans leurs calendriers...
Les amants de Paris ont usé mes chansons
A Paris les amants s'aiment à leur façon

Donnez-moi des chansons
Pour qu'on s'aime à Paris...

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

What If We Are?



'Maybe I'm not the world
Maybe I'm not the stars
Maybe you're not the girl
What if you are?

Maybe I'm not the boy
Maybe I'm not the man
Maybe I'm not the one
But what if I am? What if I am?

Then it's love yes it's love like it could be
It's love yes it's love like it should be

Maybe a dream
Is only a wish
Not what it seems
So what if it is?

Maybe it doesn't fly
On the wings of a dove
Maybe it's just the life
What if it's love? What if it's love?

Then it's love yes it's love like it could be
It's love yes it's love like it should be
Is it love, yes it's love like it could be
It's love yes it's love like it should be

Cause I know I'm alive
I know I'm not dead
And I know I'm alive
I know I'm not dead

I know what's going down
I know what's going down
I know what's coming down
I know I'm coming down

Hey, have I hit rock bottom?
And hey, how to hit rock bottom?

Maybe I'm not the world
Maybe I'm not the stars
Maybe you're not the girl
What if you are?

Maybe I'm not the boy
Maybe I'm not the man
Maybe I'm not the one
But what if I am? What if I am?

Then it's love yes it's love like it could be
It's love yes it's love like it should be
Is it love, yes it's love like it could be
Love yes it's love like it should be
Cause I know I'm alive
I know I'm not dead
It's love yes it's love like it could be
It's love yes it's love like it should be
Is it love, yes it's love like it could be
Love yes it's love like it should be
I'm not dead

Hey have I hit rock bottom?
Have I hit rock bottom?
Tell me hey how to hit rock bottom?
how to hit rock bottom?
Tell me hey how to hit rock bottom?
how to hit rock bottom?
Hey have we hit rock bottom?
Have we hit rock bottom?
Tell me hey how to hit rock bottom?
how to hit rock bottom?
Tell me hey how to hit rock bottom?
how to hit rock bottom?

Tell me hey'

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

My Man's Gone Now






My man's gone now, ain't no use a listening
for his tired footsteps, climbing up the stairs.
ah, oh, old man sorrow's come to keep me company
whispering beside me when I say my prayers.

ain't that a mine working
working I and I travellers
journeying together to the promised land
but old man sorrow's marching all the way with me,
telling me I'm old now since I lost my man
since I lost my man.

old man sorrow's sitting by the fireside,
lying all night long by me in the bed.
telling me the same thing morning, noon and evening,
that I'm all alone now since my man is dead.
ah, since my man is dead.
ooohhhhooo...

Monday, April 18, 2011

An Affair to Remember (Our Love Affair)



words by Harold Adamson and Leo McCarey, music by Harry Warren

Our love affair is a wondrous thing
That we'll rejoice in remembering
Our love was born with our first embrace
And a page was torn out of time and space

Our love affair, may it always be
A flame to burn through eternity
So take my hand with a fervent prayer
That we may live and we may share
A love affair to remember

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Further to Fly



There may come a time
When you'll be tired
As tired as a dream that wants to die
And further to fly
Further to fly
Further to fly
Further to fly

Maybe you will find a love
That you discover accidentally
Who falls against you gently
As a pickpocket
Brushes your thigh
Further to fly

Effortless music from the cameroons
The spinning darkness of her hair
A conversation in a crowded room going nowhere
The open palm of desire
Wants everything
It wants everything
It wants everything

Sometimes I'll be walking down
The street and I'll be thinking
Am I crazy
Or is this some morbid little lie
Further to fly
Further to fly
Further to fly

A recent loss of memory
A shadow in the family
The baby waves bye-bye
I'm trying, I'm flying

There may come a time
When I will lose you
Lose you as I lose my light
Days falling backward into velvet night
The open palm of desire
Wants everything
It wants everything
It wants soil as soft as summer
And the strength to push like spring

A broken laugh a broken fever
Take it up with the great deceiver
Who looks you in the eye
And says baby don't cry
Further to fly

There may come a time
When I will lose you
Lose you as I lose my sight
Days falling backward into velvet night
The open palm of desire
The rose of jericho
Soil as soft as summer
The strength to let you go

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Black Crow



There's a crow flying
Black and ragged
Tree to tree
He's black as the highway that's leading me
Now he's diving down
To pick up on something shiny
I feel like that black crow
Flying
In a blue sky

I took a ferry to the highway
Then I drove to a pontoon plane
I took a plane to a taxi
And a taxi to a train
I've been traveling so long
How'm I ever going to know my home
When I see it again
I'm like a black crow flying
In a blue blue sky

In search of love and music
My whole life has been
Illumination
Corruption
And diving diving diving diving
Diving down to pick up on every shiny thing
Just like that black crow flying
In a blue sky

I looked at the morning
After being up all night
I looked at my haggard face in the bathroom light
I looked out the window
And I saw that ragged soul take flight
I saw a back crow flying
In a blue sky
Oh I'm like a black crow flying
In a blue sky

Friday, April 15, 2011

Rented Rooms



There's the same hotel, and we can go there now
We can go there now if you want to
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours
It seemed such a short while
We had no time to cry
Or sit and wonder why
We had so many things started to say
We had to get through
We tried the cinema
Within half an hour
We had to go find someplace else
Some more... you know
We tried a drinking bar
It gets so very hard
And when the cab ride ahead seems too long
We go fuck in the bathroom
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We've got so many things started to say
We have to get through
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
We had so many things started to say
We had to get through
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
We got so many things started to say
We have to get through
We haven't got the time for telling lies
Or to even try
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow
Through the doors of that rented room
Yeah, we stumbled through
It was only hours - it seemed such a short while
In those pillows all the feathers that hold all our dreams
Whispered at the scene
Now they just seem to float on a breeze
I could have wrapped that pillow around my head
Face down on the bed
I could have drowned in those so-called dreams
We can't afford the time to sit and cry
Or to wonder why
There's only days in between
There's just tomorrow

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Terence's Farewell to Kathleen

http://www.we7.com/song/John-McCormack/Terences-Farewell-To-Kathleen-Remastered?m=0

So, my Kathleen, you're going to leave me
All alone by myself in this place,
But I'm sure that you'll never deceive me,
Oh, no, if there's truth in that face.
Though England's a beautiful country,
Full of illigant boys, oh, what then--
You'll never forget your poor Terence,
You'll come back to old Ireland again.


It's a folly to keep you from going,
Though, faith, tis a mighty hard case--
For, Kathleen, you know there's no knowing
When next I may see your sweet face,
And when you come back to me, Kathleen,
None the better shall I be off, then--
You'll be speaking such beautiful English,
Oh, I won't know my Kathleen again.


Oh, now, where's the need of this hurry,
Don't fluster me so in this way--
I forgot 'twist my grief and the flurry,
Every word I was meaning to say.
Just wait now a minute, I bid you--
Can I talk if you bother me so?
Oh, Kathleen, my blessings go with you,
Ev'ry inch of the way that you go.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Ce n'est pas bon




L'hypocrisie dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Démagogie dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
La dictature dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Du bonheur, du bonheur pour le peuple.
De l'amour, de l'amour pour le peuple.
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.

Les corrompus dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Les magouilleurs dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Les dictateurs dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Du respect, du respect pour le peuple.

De la paix, de la paix pour le peuple.
Le politique trahit ses pères.
Le politique trahit ses amis.
C'est aussi une machine de guerre.
Inpitoyable pour ses ennemis.
Il travaille pour lui en disant qu'il travaille pour nous.
Il nous dit merci en pensant à l'avoir qu'il a prit.

Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.

L'hypocrisie dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Démagogie dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
La dictature dans la politique,
Ce n'est pas bon. Ce n'est pas bon. Nous n'en voulons pas.
Du respect, du respect pour le peuple.
De la paix, de la paix pour le peuple.
Du respect, du respect pour le peuple.

---

Hypocrisy in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Demagogy in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Dictatorship in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Happiness, happiness for the people,
Love, love for the people.
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.

Corrupt men in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Schemers in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Dictators in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Respect, respect for the people.

Peace, peace for the people
Politics betrays its fathers
Politics betrays its friends
It’s also a machine of war
No pity for its enemies
He’s working for himself while saying that he’s working for us.
He tells us thank you while thinking that he’s the one who did it.

It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.

Hypocrisy in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Demagogy in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Dictatorship in politics,
It’s not good. It’s not good. We don’t want any.
Respect, respect for the people.
Peace, peace for the people.
Respect, respect for the people.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Little April Shower



Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
Beating a tune as you fall all around
Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
What can compare with your beautiful sound?
Beautiful sound, beautiful sound
Drip, drop, drip, drop

Drip, drip, drop
When the sky is cloudy
Your pretty music will
Brighten the day
Drip, drip, drop
When the sky is cloudy
You come along with a
Song right away
Come with your beautiful music

Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
Beating a tune as you fall all around
Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
What can compare with your beautiful sound?

Drip, drip, drop
When the sky is cloudy
You come along with your
Pretty little song
Drip, drip, drop
When the sky is cloudy
You come along with your
Pretty little song

Gay little roundelay
Gay little roundelay
Song of the rainy day
Song of the rainy day
How I love to hear your patter
Pretty little pitter patter
Helter skelter when you pelter
Troubles always seem to scatter

Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
Beating a tune as you fall all around
Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
What can compare with your beautiful sound?

Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
Beating a tune as you fall all around
Drip, drip, drop
Little April shower
What can compare with your beautiful sound?
Beautiful sound, mmm

Monday, April 11, 2011

Au Printemps



Au printemps au printemps
Et mon coeur et ton coeur
Sont repeints au vin blanc
Au printemps au printemps
Les amants vont prier
Notre-Dame du bon temps
Au printemps
Pour une fleur un sourire un serment
Pour l`ombre d`un regard en riant

Toutes les filles
Vous donneront leurs baisers
Puis tous leurs espoirs
Vois tous ces coeurs
Comme des artichauts
Qui s`effeuillent en battant
Pour s`offrir aux badauds
Vois tous ces coeurs
Comme de gentils mégots
Qui s`enflamment en riant
Pour les filles du métro

Au printemps au printemps
Et mon coeur et ton coeur
Sont repeints au vin blanc
Au printemps au printemps
Les amants vont prier
Notre-Dame du bon temps
Au printemps
Pour une fleur un sourire un serment
Pour l`ombre d`un regard en riant

Tout Paris
Se changera en baisers
Parfois même en grand soir
Vois tout Paris
Se change en pâturage
Pour troupeaux d`amoureux
Aux bergères peu sages
Vois tout Paris
Joue la fête au village
Pour bénir au soleil
Ces nouveaux mariages

Au printemps au printemps
Et mon coeur et ton coeur
Sont repeints au vin blanc
Au printemps au printemps
Les amants vont prier
Notre-Dame du bon temps
Au printemps
Pour une fleur un sourire un serment
Pour l`ombre d`un regard en riant

Toute la Terre
Se changera en baisers
Qui parleront d`espoir
Vois ce miracle
Car c`est bien le dernier
Qui s`offre encore à nous
Sans avoir à l`appeler
Vois ce miracle
Qui devait arriver
C`est la première chance
La seule de l`année

Au printemps au printemps
Et mon coeur et ton coeur
Sont repeints au vin blanc
Au printemps au printemps
Les amants vont prier
Notre-Dame du bon temps
Au printemps

Au printemps
Au printemps

Sunday, April 10, 2011

April in Paris



I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom
Holiday tables under the trees
April in Paris, this is a feeling
That no one can ever reprise

I never knew the charm of spring
I never met it face to face
I never new my heart could sing
I never missed a warm embrace

Till April in Paris
Whom can I run to
What have you done to my heart

Saturday, April 09, 2011

Give Paris One More Chance



Well if you've been to cities but you've had enough
Have you been to Paris, France?
And if you doubt that Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance
The home of Piaf and Chevalier
Must have done something right to get passion this way
If you don't think Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance

Well now I'm calling it arrogant, calling it cruel
(Give Paris one more chance)
And also trop civaliser et mon dieu, c'est trop cool
But if you don't think Paris was made for love
Maybe your heart needs a telegram from up above
If you don't think Paris was made for love
Well give Paris one more chance

Well now there's some things I don't like and some things I do
But give Paris one more chance
I can see why Paris would be ugly for you
But give Paris one more chance
The home of Piaf and Trenet too
Must have done something right
Must have something for you
If you don't think Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance

Now hear the boys singing Bee Gees songs under the skies
Give Paris one more chance
And on the steps of Montmartre they harmonise
Give Paris one more chance
Because if you don't think Paris was made for love
Maybe your heart needs a telegram from up above
If you don't think Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance
Let's wrap it up...

Well if you've been to cities but you've had enough
Have you been to Paris, France?
And if you doubt that Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance
The home of Piaf and Charles Aznavour
Must have done something right
And will do something more
If you don't think Paris was made for love
Give Paris one more chance
Alright
Give Paris one more chance

Friday, April 08, 2011

By This River



Here we are
Stuck by this river,
You and I
Underneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down.

Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came:
I wonder why we came.

You talk to me
as if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time,
From another time.

Thursday, April 07, 2011

I Know It's Over



Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
And as I climb into an empty bed
Oh well. Enough said.
I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Oh ...
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
See, the sea wants to take me
The knife wants to slit me
Do you think you can help me ?
Sad veiled bride, please be happy
Handsome groom, give her room
Loud, loutish lover, treat her kindly
(Though she needs you
More than she loves you)
And I know it's over - still I cling
I don't know where else I can go
Over and over and over and over
Over and over, la ...
I know it's over
And it never really began
But in my heart it was so real
And you even spoke to me, and said :
"If you're so funny
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
And if you're so clever
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you're so very entertaining
Then why are you on your own tonight ?
If you're so very good-looking
Why do you sleep alone tonight ?
I know ...
'Cause tonight is just like any other night
That's why you're on your own tonight
With your triumphs and your charms
While they're in each other's arms..."
It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes strength to be gentle and kind
Over, over, over, over
It's so easy to laugh
It's so easy to hate
It takes guts to be gentle and kind
Over, over
Love is Natural and Real
But not for you, my love
Not tonight, my love
Love is Natural and Real
But not for such as you and I, my love
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my ...
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can even feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my head
Oh Mother, I can feel the soil falling over my ...

Wednesday, April 06, 2011

Spring Is Here



Spring is here
Why doesn't my heart go dancing
Spring is here
Why isn't the waltz entrancing
No desire no ambition leads me
Maybe it's because nobody needs me

Spring is here
Why doesn't the breeze delight me
Stars appear
Why doesn't the night invite me
Maybe it's because nobody loves me

Spring is here I hear

Tuesday, April 05, 2011

If You Knew



If you knew how I missed you
You would not stay away today
Don't you know how I love you
Stay here, my dear with me

I can't go on without you
Your love is all I'm living for
I love all things about you
Your heart, your soul, my love

I need you here beside me
Forever and a day, a day
I know whatever betides me
I love you, I love you, I do

Monday, April 04, 2011

Death of a Party



The death of the party
Came as no surprise
Why did we bother?
Should have stayed away

Another night
And I thought "Well, well"
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

The death of the teenager
Standing on his own
Why did he bother?
Should have slept alone

Another night
And I thought "Well, well"
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

Another night
And I thought "Well, well"
Go to another party and hang myself
Gently on the shelf

Sunday, April 03, 2011

Devant le garage (Les parapluies de Cherbourg)




J'avais tellement peur de ne pas te trouver
je suis si heureuse d'être avec toi
maintenant je rit parce-que je me rend compte
combien je suis bête quand je suis toute seule
j'ai parlé à maman de notre mariage
elle m'a évidement traité de folle
et puis ce soir elle m'a interdit de te voir
tu comprends, j'ai eu si peur

J'aime mieux partir n'importe ou ne plus revoir maman
que tu de perde
nous nous marieront en cachette

oh tu sais maintenant ça n'a plus d'importance
nous avons même tout notre temps
ce matin j'ai reçu cette feuille de route
et je dois partir pour 2 ans

alors le mariage on en reparlera plus tard
avec ce qui se passe en Algérie en ce moment
je ne reviendrais pas d'ici longtemps

Mais je ne pourrais jamais vivre sans toi
Je ne pourrais pas, ne pars pas, j'en mourrais
Je te cacherais et je te garderais
mais mon amour ne me quitte pas

Tu sais bien que c'est ne pas possible
(je ne te quitterai pas)
mon amour il faudra pourtant que je parte
tu sauras que moi je ne pense qu'à toi
mais je sais que toi tu m'attendra

2 ans, 2 ans de notre vie
ne pleure pas je t'en supplie
2 ans non je ne pourrais pas
calme toi et nous reste si peu de temps
si peu de temps mon amour qu'il ne faut ne pas le gâcher
il faut essayer d'être heureux
il faut que nous gardions de nos derniers moments
un souvenir plus beau que tout
un souvenir qui nous aidera à vivre

j'ai tellement peur quand je suis seule
nous nous retrouverons et nous serons plus fort
tu connaitras d'autres femmes tu m'oublieras
je t'aimerais jusqu'à la fin de ma vie

Guy je t'aime, ne me quitte pas

Mon amour.... ne me laisse pas

Viens, viens, mon amour, mon amour





If it takes forever I will wait for you
For a thousand summers I will wait for you
Till you're back beside me
Till I'm holding you
Till I hear you sigh here in my arms

Anywhere you wander, anywhere you go
Every day remember how I love you so
In your heart believe what in my heart I know
That forevermore I'll wait for you

The clock will tick away the hours one by one
And then the time will come when all the waiting's done
The time when you return and find me here and run
Straight to my waiting arms

If it takes forever I will wait for you
For a thousand summers I will wait for you
Till you're here beside me
till I'm touching you
And forevermore sharing your love...

Saturday, April 02, 2011

Junk



Motor Cars, Handle Bars
Bicycles for Two
Broken Hearted Jubilee
Parachutes, Army Boots
Sleeping Bags for Two
Sentimental Jamboree

Buy Buy
Says the Sign in the Shop Window
Why Why
Says the Junk in the Yard

Candlesticks, Building Bricks
Something Old and New
Memories for You and Me

Buy Buy
Says the Sign in the Shop Window
Why Why
Says the Junk in the Yard

Friday, April 01, 2011

Yes, I Am Blind



Yes, I am blind
No, I can't see
The good things
Just the bad things, oh...

Yes, I am blind
No, I can't see
There must be something
Horribly wrong with me ?

God, come down
If you're really there
Well, you're the one who claims to care

Love's young dream
I'm the one who shopped you
I'm the one who stopped you
'Cause in my sorry way I love you
Love's young dream
Are you sorry
For what you've done ?
Well, you're not the only one
And in my sorry way I love you

Yes, I am blind
But I do see
Evil people prosper
Over the likes of you and me
ALWAYS

God, come down
If you're really there
Well, you're the one who claims to care

Little lamb
On a hill
Run fast if you can
Good Christians, they want to kill you
And your life has not even begun !
You're just like me, you're just like me
Oh, your life has not even begun !
You're just like me, you're just like me
And your life has not even begun !
You're just like me, just like me
And your life has not even begun !
You're just like me, you're just like, just like me