Voy a cantar tu melodía Y las noches serán día Por tu amor Mi sol, mi sol, mi sol, mi sol Te veo, y quiero descifrarte Complejo, tener que acostumbrarme El tiempo pasando sin tu voz Un mundo girando sin los dos Mi niña, un alma sin dolor

J'ai deux amours Mon pays et Paris Manhattan est belle Mais à quoi bon le nier Ce qui m'ensorcelle C'est Paris, c'est Paris tout entier Le voir un jour On dit qu'au delà des mers Là-bas sous le ciel clair

On sort pour faire du cash et on rentre d'fois sans cash On s'est juré d'gagner, si tu t'opposes on t'cogne La reconnaissance c'est la base, et à la concu' j'fais la bise L'argent, j'en veux encore, la drogue, j'en vois encore J'ai grandi, j'ai mûri, et

She's, not, just a pretty face She's, got, everything it takes She's, mother, of the human race She's not just a pretty face (Oh na, na, na) She hosts a T.V. show, she rides the rodeo She plays the bass in a band She's an astronaut A valet at the parking

Stood there leaning to the city moon, Casting silhouettes tall to grip her white rooms The black-clad voyeur in his black-clad masque In the serpentine sun of tragedy basked Stood there cursing at the soul-dead mass With their fabled illusions, the vain

Just tea for two And two for tea Just me for you And you for me alone Nobody near us to see us or hear us No friends or relations On weekend vacations We won't have it known That we own a telephone, dear

It's a last resort And you wake each day with your thoughts And it scares you being alone, Don't talk to strangers, And don't walk into danger. Oh you go to sleep on your own, Don't talk to strangers. Oh, in the strangest dreams, walking by your side It

Guesses based on what each set of time and change is touching You must be laughing Out on some borderline Some mark of inbetween I lay down golden-in time And woke up vanishing Sweet bird you are Briefer than a falling star All these vain promises on

Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas Je vois la vie en rose Il me dit des mots d'amour Des mots de tous les jours Et ça me fait quelque chose Il est entré dans mon cœur Une part de bonheur Dont je connais la cause

Keelhaul, that filthy landlubber, send him down to the depths below Make that bastard walk the plank with a bottle of rum and a yo-ho-ho Drag him underneath the ship A terrifying deadly trip We'll tie that scoundrel to a rope And throw him overboard My