ladies used to show They saved a dance for their heart's gentleman They're waiting for the time and saved the day For the french bourree Give me a sign
[Musica: Johann Sebastian Bach] [INSTRUMENTAL]
Übersetzung: Jacques Brel. Der Bachelor-Bourree.
Übersetzung: Wut. Französisch Bourree.
: Papa aimait les p'tits bourrins, A Auteuil, Vincennes ou Enghien, Et tous les jours de la semaine Il s'en allait les poches pleines De tuyaux plus
This is for the Bourbans and the Cadillac's With the tens and twelves bumpin' in the back This is for the players, hustlas, pimps and macks With the Benz
The Story Of Our Lives - The Echoing Green Tonight our dreams are in our sights, as we're lifted out of nowhere with sunspots in our eyes, we see
Laboring in the liquid light of leviathan Spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians Rising from the void through the blackness of eternal
I open my hands out to see what I've got My days slip like coins into a slot they are gone The shadows lie long I've been banking on a broken machine
Instrumental
Papa aimait les p'tits bourrins, A Auteuil, Vincennes ou Enghien, Et tous les jours de la semaine Il s'en allait les poches pleines De tuyaux plus ou
? De quel espoir est-ce que je me vantes ? Y'a pas de quoi pavoiser Y'a pas de quoi se croire indemne D'une bourre Quand tu te prends Une bourre De
Think globally, act nobly The ties that bind us blind us I know that's what they told you And you know that that's not true When my heart becomes golden
