de toi. Que c'est long Vienne, que c'est loin Vienne. Si je t'ecris ce soir de Vienne, Tu sais, c'est qu'il faut que tu viennes. J'etais parti. Pardonne
(H.Schmidt & T.Jones) Hear how the wind begins to whisper See how the leaves go streaming by Smell how the velvet rain is falling Out where the fields
Hear how the wind begins to whisper See how the leaves go streaming by Smell how the velvet rain is falling Out where the fields are warm and dry Now
Traduction: Streisand, Barbra. Bientôt, il va pleuvoir.
: (H.Schmidt & T.Jones) Hear how the wind begins to whisper See how the leaves go streaming by Smell how the velvet rain is falling Out where the fields
