[Fatal] Ouais c'est qui la ? [Vitoo] Fatal, c'est Vitoo ouvre moi? [Fatal] Ca va Vitoo ? T'as l'air bizarre. Qu'est ce qu'il y a ? Bien t?as vu. [Vitoo
nocturne Moi, je veux l'enfumer Parfum de brune Pour te provoquer Ta page nocturne Moi, je veux l'enflammer Plus de volume Pour te faire crier Ta page nocturne
(Piano) Drop it Yeah, yeah Come in for a minute, Welcome back It's just me and you in this room right now There's so many things that are on my mind Ah
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Refrain C? est ma ville la nuit, on reve de belles sommes, Partout c? est le meme sort Malgre tous ces defauts, c? est ma zone Tu seras le bienvenu
(Armande Altai / Armande Altai) La nuit m?appelle, quelqu?un dehors crie. Un souffle m?eveille, doucement je sors. Les jambes flagellees dedans les fougeres
A song for the baby in your womb, A song for your body in the tomb, A song for the dreams woven in your room, Come true soon, Never let you come to any
Well we talked about old times Like a couple of old guys And took a little walk to the old baseball diamond And along came O'Brien With a guitar in his
New air at night. It's like it happens for you, except it's all at night. It probably happens to you. They switch the air at night. They never leave a
hein, hein a l'heur ou tout le monde se couche entre les sirene et les cassage de bouche gros rimk, ap, mokobe plus d'30 MC deriere l'micro ce soir cest nocturne
(feat. Diam's) [Diam's] Ouais c'est qui la ? [Vitaa] Mel, c'est Vi ouvre moi [Diam's] Ca va Vi ? T'as l'air bizarre. Qu'est ce qu'il y a ? [Vitaa]
"Lost in a dream... Drowning in the eyes Of a statue who dreamt a little dream of me... Incipiunt hic tenebrarum lectiones secundae, Cum Lucifer receptaculum
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[Music: Heks] [instrumental]
Did I have a dream? Or did the dream have me? Set off on a night-sea journey Without memory or desire Drifting through lost latitudes With no compass
polluted wings Destroy the fundamental conditions for our existence beneath contempt Feed me with thy blissful tears, seduce me in nocturnal rapture
We float among the dismal parade of night bewildered Between spleen and ideal, tremendous chasms that lie in here Apollonian harmony, Dionysian demonic
Oversættelse: Keys, Alicia. Harlem Nocturne.