Tres bien, moi, je pars Pour ne jamais te revoir Tu ne veux plus de moi Donc je n'insiste pas Tu sais bien que je n'ai Rien a me reprocher Pourtant tu
Tu m'etais destinee Des le premier jour des jours. Ta vie m'etait donnee Avec l'amour. En te trouvant, mon c?ur A reconnu sa joie. Le chemin du bonheur
Pour la prevenir quand tu ne viens pas (Ne compte pas sur moi) Et pour lui raconter n'importe quoi Ne compte pas sur moi Et pendant qu'elle t'attend,
Ton dos parfait comme un desert Quand la tempete a passe sur nos corps Un grain d'beaute ou j'm'en vas boire Moi j'reste la les yeux rouverts Sur un mystere
Why don't you love me like you used to do? How come you treat me like a worn out shoe? My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue Why don't you
When you're tired and little lonely And your heart has nowhere to head Think of me, I'll be thinking somewhere All of those things that you said Don'
if you wanna go out If you wanna go dancing, if you wanna get away We want the same thing, you and me baby And as I always say, Mrs Richards please I
You were there - at the moment I began When the child became a man Saw my future in the making - saw the path my life was taking You saw a million things
You say you'd really like to know me Why don't we meet and you will show me Here's the note you hope I'll read it Take your number if I need it Someone
From the cradle of england To a foreign exchange Thorough the clamour of long years away I never lost sight of The reason that I left you: To return to
Gave us life for the living And love for the giving So thanks for the making It's nice partaking Now you got me wondering how it all began My imagination
ONLY REMINDS ME OF YOU I see you, beside me It's only a dream A vision of what used to be The laughter, the sorrow Pictures in time Fading to memory
That gorilla you're dancing with May not have too long to live He's putting his hands in the wrong places It's time to rearrange his face He's gonna dance
Hard on me, hard on me Why do you grind me small? Hard on me, hard on me At every fence I fall I bite my rage I stop my breath I shake my cage I swim
Saturday night and I'm all alone. No ring on the door bell no ring on the phone And nobody wants to know anyone lonely like me. Your boy friend's good
Solo le pido a Dios Que el dolor no me sea indiferente Que la reseca muerte no me encuentre Vacio y solo sin haber hecho lo suficiente Solo le pido a
(L.Lopez/S.Bardotti/Sergepy) Ti sembro il gatto che mangia il topo io, o il coccodrillo che dopo piange io, o la formica condizionata io, o l'elefante
That gorilla you're dancing with May not have too long to live He's putting his hands in the wrong places Time to rearrange his face He's gonna dance