by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
And if one day I should become A singer with a Spanish bum Who sings for women of great virtue I'd sing to them with a guitar I borrowed from coffee bar Well, what you don't know doesn't hurt you My
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
Marathon, marathon Mara, mara, marathon Join us now, we're on a marathon We're always dancing when the music plays Join us now, we're on a marathon Dancing, dancing through the nights and days We mu
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
Next, next Naked as sin An army towel covering my belly Some of us blush Somehow knees turning to jelly Next, next I was still just a kid There were a hundred like me I followed a naked body A nake
by Barry Manilow on album Showstoppers
If we only have love Then tomorrow will dawn And the days of our years Will rise on that morn' If we only have love To embrace without fears We will kiss with our eyes We will sleep without tears If w
by Barry Manilow on album Showstoppers
If we only have love Then tomorrow will dawn And the days of our years Will rise on that morn' If we only have love To embrace without fears We will kiss with our eyes We will sleep without tears If w
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
If we only have love Then tomorrow will dawn And the days of our years Will rise on that morn If we only have love To embrace without fears We will kiss with our eyes We will sleep without tears If
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings, from the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sleeps While the riverbank weeps to the old wil
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
Timid Frieda, will they greet her? On the street where young strangers travel On magic carpets Floating lightly in beaded caravans Who can know if they will free her On the street where she comes to
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
We find love, you and I It's a new game to play Then we tell our first lie And see our love go away And we find, we're alone We rush on, you and I We don't need love at all We need thrills, we need
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
Momma, do you see what I see On your knees and pray for me Mathilde's come back to me Charley, don't want another beer Tonight I'm gonna drink my tears Mathilde's come back to me Go ask the maid if
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
The old folks don't talk much And they talk so slowly when they do They are rich, they are poor, their illusions are gone They share one heart for two Their homes all smell of thyme, of old photograp
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
I loved all games and fairy tales As strangely odd as that may seem I loved firelight and witches' tales You see, you were there in my dreams I lived in a tower, cloud-top high To stop your love from
by Jacques Brel Is Alive and Well and Living In Paris on album Miscellaneous
I'm waiting for Madeleine In front of the picture show Every night at half past ten Madeleine, she loves that so I'm waiting for Madeleine We'll go down and eat at Joe's French fries are from who kno
by Noir Desir on album Du Ciment Sous Les Plaines
Noir Desir Du Ciment Sous Les Plaines La Chanson De La Main *********************** non, j'n'ai pas les doigts qui pendent non, j'n'ai pas les doigts qui pendent ou comme des tentacules
by Berger Michel on album Starmania
Berger Michel Starmania La Chanson De Ziggy Moi j'étais un fils à maman Tous les soirs en m'endormant Elle me disait:Quand tu s'ras grand Tu dans'ras le Prince Charmant Dans La Belle au Bois Dor
by April March on album Chick Habit
'La Chanson De Prevert' Oh je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Cette chanson était la tienne C'était ta péférée je crois Qu'elle est de Prévert et Kosma Et chaque fois Les Feuilles mortes Te
by April March on album Miscellaneous
Oh, je voudrais tant que tu te souviennes Cette chanson était la tienne C'était ta péférée je crois Qu'elle est de Prévert et Kosma Et chaque fois Les Feuilles mortes Te rappelle Ã