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He

He lives in the cold
He has no father or mother
He lives in the woods
He only knows winter
 
He is thirteen today
He has no friends I think
Sometimes he dreams at night
Sometimes he chops his wood
 
Yes but he speaks to birds
To the sun and to forests
Yes but he speaks to streams
Sometimes when the weather is not too cold
 
He doesn't read newspapers
He already knows all he needs by heart
He doesn't listen to the radio
He prefers to chop his wood
 
Yes but he speaks to birds
To the sun and to forests
Yes but he speaks to streams
Sometimes when the weather is not too cold
 
Yes but he speaks to birds
To the sun and to forests
Yes but he speaks to streams
Sometimes when the weather is not too cold
 
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la
 
Yes but he speaks to birds
To the sun and to forests
Yes but he speaks to streams
Sometimes when the weather is not too cold
 

The Ballad of happy people

Versions: #1
Our old Earth is a star,
Where you are also shining.
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
 
You have no title and no rank
But you say 'tu' when you speak to God.
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
 
Journalist, for your headline,
You may write whatever you like.
We'll offer you a wonderful title,
The Ballad of happy people.
We'll offer you a wonderful title,
The Ballad of happy people.
 
You who planted a tree
In your small suburban garden
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
I've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
 
He falls asleep and you look at him,
He's your child, he looks like you.
We've come to sing to him the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
We've come to sing to him the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people
 
You the star on top of the world,
Come down to us, you'll see us better.
We've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
We've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
 
Should you be a king of flirting and jokes,
Should you be a gambler or a nice old man,
We've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
We've come to sing to you the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
 
Like a chorus in a cathedral,
Like a bird giving it its all,
You've just sung the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
You've just sung the ballad,
The Ballad of happy people.
 

Michèle

Versions: #1
You were barely fifteen
You wore ribbons in your hair
You lived very close
To the Grand Palais
I called you every morning
And together we rode the train
To go to highschool
Michèle, sitting next to you
I was waiting for the break
To go to the café
Drink a chocolate
And then kiss you
 
One day you turned seventeen
Your hair was flowing in the wind
And often you would sing
'Oh, yesterday...'
Every Thursday afternoon
We would go to the cinema
See the movies, of Marilyn
Michèle, one night on December
Snow was falling on the roofs
We were, you and I
Asleep together
For the first time
 
Time went by slowly
And blurred out the Prince Charming
Who was offering you travels
In his clouds
I was told you got married
In April, last spring
That you live, in Paris
 
Michèle, all of this is so far away now
The streets, the joyful cafés
Even the suburb trains
Are mocking you, are mocking me
Michèle, all of this is so far away now
The streets, the joyful cafés
Even the suburb trains
Are mocking you, are mocking me
Are mocking me !
 

And I sing

I see a train coming
On a cloud from the past
I see a hand holding flowers
But it has no fingers
 
I see a dog dying
From wanting to keep up with my pace
I see the winter smiling
To the blue years of afterlife
 
I hear the rain fall
In the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies
Played by a thousand musicians
 
I hear a grey bird screaming
To the wind in the distance
I hear my life crying
Stuck in my memory without future
 
I see cities sink
In the middle of hidden oceans
I see eyes shining
In the silence of great rocks
 
I see a set of skittles
That I can't topple
I see a little girl
Buried at the mirror of passing years
 
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
 
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
 
I hear the rain fall
In the garden of magicians
I hear symphonies
Played by a thousand musicians
 
I hear a grey bird screaming
To the wind in the distance
I hear my life crying
Stuck in my memory without future
 
I hear an old drum
sounding the charge of statues
I hear a cry of love
That I never recognised
 
I hear the last days
Pounding my bare head to death
I hear a bard sing
About the time that will not come back
 
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
 
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing,
I am happy
 
And I, I sing, I sing, I sing
It's the only thing I can do, I sing !
With all my despair I sing
 

Albastrul regretelor

Am amintiri care zboară
Ca niște avioane de luptă
Câteva muzici fără cuvinte
Fața ta în oglindă
 
Îmi place jocul sentimentelor
Cu sau fără lacrimi
M-ai lăsat pentru mult timp
Culoarea telegramei
 
Albastrul regretelor
Albastrul regretelor
 
Am amintiri care decolează
De pe un portavion pe mare
O idilă care se lipește
De inima mea singuratică
 
Când cerul devine prea greu
Simt durerea care alunecă
Mi-ai lăsat pentru totdeauna
Culoarea oceanului
 
Iubirea mea, albastrul regretelor
 
Am puterea și ochii unui lup
Spre cerul Pacificului
Dar eu sunt fragil și gelos
În jungla asta electrică
Și eu dispar
Atunci când reapare
 
Albastrul regretelor
Albastrul regretelor
 
Am amintiri care zboară
Ca niște avioane de luptă
Câteva muzici fără cuvinte
Fața ta în oglindă
 
Îmi place jocul sentimentelor
Cu sau fără lacrimi
M-ai lăsat pentru mult timp
Culoarea telegramei
 
Iubirea mea, albastrul regretelor
Iubirea mea, albastrul regretelor
Iubirea mea, albastrul regretelor
Iubirea mea, iubirea mea
Albastrul regretelor
 

 

Soldiers don't open fire !

His highness has ordered
The deserter's hunt
And the soldiers alredy
surrunds the hill
It's a beautiful spring evening
But I'm cold and afraid
Standing behind my door
In range of the guns
 
Soldiers, don't open fire, I don't have weapon
Soldiers, don't open fire, I'll explain everything
In the room of the groundfloor my wife is asleep
Soldiers let me with her to tomorrw noon
 
Like you I made myself
Boots in Englishman skin
I were even be wounded
I almost have the medail
But one day I deserted
I burned my draft papers
I prowled like a wolf
To come back at home
 
Soldiers, don't open fire, my wife is in the bed
Soldiers, don't open fire, she give birth to my cub
She have the arms crossed, she breath hard
Soldiers, don't open fire, let us still living.
 
Please make my way easy
Put some water heating
It's our first born
I doesn't konw how to do
Our blanket is thin
We'd need a coat
Soldiers I'll follow you
When I'd have my children
 
Soldiers, don't open fire, you just didn't see me
Soldiers, don't open fire, I'm 'Missing in Action'
Soldiers, don't open fire, come on in the house !
Soldiers, hug me ! Soldiers, it's a boy !!!
It's a boy !!!