Paroles:
Clementi

the bar The street's wet you can tell by the sound of the cars The bartender's singing Clementine While he's turning around the open sign Dreadful sorry Clementine

Dans les yeux de Clement Y a des grands chiens qui dorment, Des pachydermes blancs, Des hypopos enormes, Un' maman qui sourit Et un papa qui pleure Et

Un certain Clement Jean Baptiste Qui habitait rue Saint-Vincent Voulant ecrire un compliment Trempa sa plume dans le sang Qu'elles etaient rouges les

Clementine, oh ma Clementine Tu n'avais que dix sept ans Et tes mines enfantines Affolaient tous les garcons Oh Clementine, oh ma Clementine Les braves

Hey, everybody's looking but they never can see, All the angst, corruption and the dishonesty. Think about the times and places you've never known, You

clementine. Clehementina, clehementina, clehe-he-mentina... Herring boxes senza topses sandalae per clementina, Herring boxes senza topses sandalae per clementina, Che sciagura clementina, che sciagura clementina, cara clementina, cara Clementina

lived a miner forty niner and his daughter Clementine. Oh my Darling oh my Darling oh my Darling Clementine you are lost and gone forever dreadful sorry Clementine

Je ne sens plus ton amour J'ai mal aux yeux J'ai mal aux yeux de l'amour Je met ma main au feu Je ne sens plus ton amour C'est ennuyeux Que ca rende

Some people say: "I would love to be strong" Some people say: "I do everything wrong" Some people say: "It