Encore, Encore, Encore, Encore, un jour qui n'en finit pas Mais un jour plein de soleil Loin de toi S'eternise Mais la nuit Dans tes bras Je m'endors
Gais comme deux moineaux sur la meme branche Gais comme deux amants au bal du dimanche Gais comme deux ecoliers le jour des vacances Tous les jours que
The doors are closed and walls are white Someone calls but I don't want to talk tonight Stay away you all want to stay away I'm going to be all right,
The doors are closed and the walls are white Someone calls but I don't want to talk tonight Stay away you all want to.......stay away I'm going to be
Oh, I just died in your arms tonight It must've been something you said I just died in your arms tonight whoa, whoa I keep looking for something I can
Baby girl Drop your guard, I won't hurt you no Baby I wanna give you everything you need I wanna be your everything I wanna be your knight in shinin'
I came home early to see you Couldn't wait to hold you I've been away for so long But as I walked through the doorway My heart was shattered To find
Six o'clock in the morning You're the last to hear the warning You've been tryin' to throw your arms around the world You've been falling off the sidewalk
I need to walk just as far as tomorrow Until the dawn seizes my hand Where can our shadows go lay down their sorrow When our souls take the wind Did
J'etais cense t'etourdir Sans avion sans elixir J'etais cense te soustraire A la glu Les impasses Les grands espaces Mes bras connaissent Mes bras connaissent
[solo: Martin] and death lay in my arms as colors fade from gold to gray gray now broken my foolishness displayed hands tight around her throat this
The lights shine down the valley The wind blows up the alley Oh how I wish I were lying in the Arms of Mary She took the pains of boyhood And turned them
I am at ease in the arms of a woman although now most of my days are spent alone a thousand miles from the place I was born But when she wakes me she
on a beau se chercher quel est ce mystere? est-ce un conte de fee ou fille de sorciere qui est dans la vitrine? victime ,heroine en jean mais quel es
You're a stranger in my arms when i saw you standing there without a wooly ho i hair you're a stranger in my arms you're a stranger in my arms
Chez moi, les murs n'ecoutent pas Ce que j'ai a raconter J'entends seulement ma propre voix Se frapper, se briser Chez moi, l'amour n'existe pas Il habite
[Speech] Rodney Burke: That was a, a Little Richard number that the boys rather like and hope you liked it, "Ooh! My Soul." And, ooh, my arms! We've,
