: Paris marlou Aux yeux de fille Ton air filou Tes vieilles guenilles Et tes gueulantes Accordeon Ca fait pas d'rentes Mais c'est si bon Tes gigolos
: I recall a schoolboy coming home Through fields of cane To a house of tin and timber And in the sky A rain of falling cinder From time to time the
O Canada! Terre de nos aiuex, Ton front est ceintde de fleurons glorieux! Car ton bras sait porter l'epopee Il sait porter
The silence was pitiful that day. And love is getting too cynical Passion's just physical these days You analyse everyone you meet But get no sign the
Rapture of Canaan... The rapture of Canaan... Rapture of Canaan... The rapture of Canaan... [SOLO] Rapture of Canaan... The rapture of Canaan... Rapture of Canaan
YOU CAN'T HAVE MY LOVE WITH BILLY GRAY WRITERS BILLY GRAY, CHUCK HARDING, MARTY ROBERTS, MARK THOMPSON You've got the clothes and everything to make
't remember when I've been to Canaan And I want to go back again Been so long, I'm living till then 'Cause I've been to Canaan and I I won't rest until
Ba ba baah ooh-ooh ba ba ba-ah ooh-ooh (Words can't describe yeah) Turn down the lights No need to worry I'm right here beside you baby You'll be alright
I recall a schoolboy coming home Through fields of cane To a house of tin and timber And in the sky A rain of falling cinders From time to time The waste
I'm on my way I'm on my way) Well I'm on my way to Canaan's land I'm on my way to Canaan's land I've done signed up made up my mind I'm on my way to Canaan
a bitter wine (Brothers) Those Canaan days we used to know Where have they gone, where did they go? Eh bien, raise your berets To those Canaan days (
( I can't help falling in love with you. ) Wise men say, only fools rush in, But I can't help falling in love with you. Shall I stay, would it be
I've been a roaming Romeo My Juliet have been many But now my roaming days have gone Too many irons in the fire Is worse than not having any I've had
I'm putting all my eggs in one basket I'm betting everything I've got on you I'm giving all my love to one baby Lord, help me if my baby don't come through
I'm goin' back to Cane River, down Lou'siana way I'm goin' back to Cane River, down Lou'siana way Back to Cane River, that's where I'm gonna stay I've
äuschen ein Casetta in Canada. Wir jagen dort die Bären denn es sind so viele da. Und du du bist die Schönste in dem schönen Canada
It's not very far from Sulphur to Sugarcane Everywhere I travel the pretty girls call my name I give them a squeeze and they shoot me a wink I buy their
I'll die without my mask for Death is Life's theatre: a veilless oriental girl lost in time's escapeless drifts. Crushed world's blood Wet the closed