If I should write a book for you That brought me fame and fortune too That book would be like my heart and me Dedicated to you And if I should paint
She plays castanets, she works without a net I like her better when she walks away She said she was mine, she told me twice I like her better when she
Like Castanets Tomorrow is Assumption Day I ask them what they celebrate Daniello says he can't explain But he'll be clappin' anyway Like Castanets
Felic Castan, Felic Castan Felic Castan un escrivan de Montalban Felic Castan, Felic Castan Felic Castan un filosof occitan Felic Castan, Felic Castan
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Youltide carols Being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like eskimos Everybody knows
(Although it's been said Many times, many ways Merry Christmas to you...) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide
(Mel Torme, 1946) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like
Quand ca baise pas, un mec, ca cherche la castagne, C'a les balloches gonflees de vieux foutre et de hargne, Quand ca baise pas, un mec, ca s'enrole et
Amour amour quand tu nous tiens amour amour tu nous tiens bien Ton corps blotti contre le mien dansons castagnettes et tango ole Ici la brise est parfumee
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
(Ooh well ooh Lord) Chestnuts roasting on an open fire (well) Jack Frost nipping on your nose (mmm) Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed
Chestnuts are roasting on an open fire Jack frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire, jack frost nipping at your nose. Yuletide carols being sung by a choir and folks dressed up like eskimos. Everybody
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like eskimos Everybody
Written by: Mel Torme & Robert Wells Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks
