Paroles:
Gill Grand

Un jour je ferai mon grand cerf-volant Un cote rouge, un cote blanc Un jour je ferai mon grand cerf-volant Un cote rouge, un cote blanc, un cote tendre

When I look into your heart I see us holding each other I can finally see forever When I look into your heart I've seen the moon dance on the waters

The things have changed in the modern world It makes it kinda crazy for a boy and girl All a lot of noise on the radio It really don't rock, it really

If I could stick my pen in my heart Spill it all over the stage Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya? Would you think the boy is strange? Ain'

*talking* Oh my god Becky, look at her butt Its so big She looks like one of those rap guys girlfriends Who understands those rap guys They only talk

(Vince Gill / Al Anderson / John Hobbs) Things have changed in the modern world It Makes it kinda crazy for a boy and girl All a lot of noise on the

Well she comes from the land Of Valencian winds Deciduous daydream Dressage round the bend See sometimes just maybe The mistress of when A triptych of

Traduction: Daddy DJ. She Likes grands mots.

Traduction: DJ Jazzy Jeff The Fresh Prince. She Likes grands mots.