"Salut! a prochaine..." Mais d'puis c'fois-la, ton smile me suit J'vois ta silhouette qui frole la mienne Depuis qu't'as flashe dans ma vie Avec ton maudit chandail rouge
disant "Salut! a prochaine..." Mais d'puis c'fois-la, ton smile me suit J'vois ta silhouette qui frole la mienne Depuis qu't'as flashe dans ma vie Avec ton maudit chandail rouge
You're here, trembling with fear You made it clear You turned your back and now you've gone astray Nothing left to say What's standing in your way?
You know I don't think much about her anymore seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten Like the poison red berries
POISON RED BERRIES Writer Mickey Newbury Copyright 1969 You know I don't think much about her anymore Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday
You know I don't think much about her no more Seldom if ever does she cross my mind Yesterday's gone Lord it's better forgotten Like the poison red berries
the same when I reach Baton Rouge South Carolina put out its arms for me Right up until everything went black somewhere on lonely street And it was just some mean old poison
nobody knew I said nobody knew That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director Who poisoned
Pandore demi-deesse condamnee Les yeux voiles par le neant J'ai vu des larmes chaudes et salees Couler sur tes joues lentement Faut-il se gaver de poison
special reason And nobody knew Nobody knew That the flowers were furnished by the funeral parlor And the whole thing was paid for by the funeral director Who poisoned
can't hide I can't hide, I can't hide from your eyes You can't disguise poison eyes It's time to die for my lies From your poison, poison, poison eyes
You're here Trembling with fear You've made it clear You turned your back And now you've gone astray Nothing left to say What's standing in your way
King of all lice Of wood ship building Believing that his sink is clean But Mr Sun's too high up in sky And the sea's far too big for drowning Erecting
prince dit essayons puis il bu sans tarder, quoi? la coupe et sous le poison il tomba foudroye, sur la carpette. le grand vizir le fakir tout rouge de