magnifiquement nous sommes tous un peu trop fragiles à regarder tomber la nuit sur le vert-de-gris de nos villes avec nos amours sous la pluie dans cette grisaille silencieuse où les regards de nos déesses deviennent des ombres orageuses

In a land of desire, your heart filled with fire We will sail on, forever on To the land of the evening star The land of the evening star You live for the right to be free We'll be one tonight Don't you shut your eyes in silence Tonight gather near, come

But the film is a saddening bore Sailors fighting in the dance hall Oh man look at those cavemen go It's the freakiest show Take a look at the lawman Beating up the wrong guy Oh man wonder if he'll ever know He's in the best selling show Is there life on

Don't leave no smell on me I'll be that person 'till my dying day I try so awful hard but I can't change My cold, cold sailor heart says, "Get on your way." I ain't too proud to say it but that's how I'm made From runways to the road I ramble alone This

We all live in a yellow submarine Yellow submarine, yellow submarine In our yellow submarine In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea And he told us of his life In the land of submarines So we sailed up to the sun Till we found a sea of

Got a strange magic Oh, it's a strange magic Strange magic Oh, what a strange magic I get a strange magic You're sailing softly through the sun In a broken stone age dawn You fly so high You're walking meadows in my mind

(Better save the women and children first) Or could this be love? You know that magic often does And I see lonely ships upon the water Sail away with someone's daughter Yea, yea, one, two, one, two, three, four Out upon the islands on a cool summer night

And my mind feels clearer several years on And the ship that was sailing on Those storm ridden seas Was my heart and your words gave me heart back to me And the boat sails on like you sang in your song You sent me the ship that I sail on today Through

I'll move on baby just like you When the desert floods and the grass turns blue When a sailing ship don't need her moon It will break my heart but I'll get through Someday when I stop loving you One foot on the bus 'bout half past nine I knew that you

The skies are burning with thunder The seas are ablaze with flame Set the course for Cartagena The sands of time will remember our names History is written today Sailing the raging seas To distant lands unknown Porto Bello fell in a day Now Britannia