Тексты песен «Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris»
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Alone
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 speed Then we...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Alone (Seul)
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 speed Then we...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Amsterdam
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 willow tree In the...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - I Loved
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 passing by For...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - I Loved (J'aimais)
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 passing by For...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - If We Only Have Love
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 we only have...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - If We Only Have Love (Quand On N'a Que L'amour)
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 we only have...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Jackie
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 name would be...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Jackie (La Chanson De Jacky)
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 name would be...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Madeleine
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 knows when But...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Mathilde
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 she heard what I...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Next
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 naked body...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Next (Au Suivant)
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 naked body...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Old Folks
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 photographs And an...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Old Folks (Les Vieux)
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 photographs And an...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Timid Frieda
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 join them There she...
Jacques Brel Is Alive And Well And Living In Paris - Timid Frieda (Les Timides)
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 join them There she...