Албум (или стихосбирка):
Le pied dans ma bulle (2010)
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френски
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английски
Dimanche
Sunday
Listen to the sound of silence.
Time has stopped to give me a chance.
Come and sit next to me
so that we can speak about real matters,
so that we can speak a last time,
now that nothing is roses.
A rainstorm is pouring on us
Tears drench your face
And no, I don't love you anymore.
You would like to go back in time,
but nothing is like it used to
And no, I don't love you anymore.
I'm going out, I'm talking, I'm running far, far away
still everything comes back into my mind,
like an endless tunnel.
A rainstorm is pouring on us
Tears drench your face
And no, I don't love you anymore.
You would like to go back in time,
but nothing is like it used to
And no, I don't love you anymore.
A rainstorm is pouring on us
Tears drench your face
No, I don't love you anymore.
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Гост
submitted on 12 октомври 2012 - 01:50
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Добавено в отговор на заявка, направена от Raylene
Raylene 
Give a shoutout to Гост
