Georges Brassens lyrics
Georges Brassens lyrics
"Pauvre Martin Lyrics"
Enthos Lyrics
The walls are closing in on me I'm getting dizzy and it's hard to see My lungs are heacy and it hurts me to breathe Can't lift my head, stare at my
The walls are closing in on me I'm getting dizzy and it's hard to see My lungs are heacy and it hurts me to breathe Can't lift my head, stare at my
Paroles et musique : Georges Brassens
(c) 1953 ?ditions Musicales Ray VENTURA
droits transf?r?s ? WARNER CHAPPELL
MUSIC FRANCE
Capo III
1 Avec une b?che ? l'?paule,
Avec, ? la l?vre, un doux chant,
Avec, ? la l?vre, un doux chant,
Avec, ? l'?me, un grand courage,
Il s'en
4 Seasons Lyrics
How will I stand the summer When spring was such a bummer How will I weather my winter When my fall was such a ballbuster It's sprin
allait trimer aux champs !How will I stand the summer When spring was such a bummer How will I weather my winter When my fall was such a ballbuster It's sprin
R Pauvre Martin, pauvre mis?re,
Creuse la terr', creuse le temps !
2 Pour gagner le pain de sa vie,
De l'aurore jusqu'au couchant,
De l'aurore jusqu'au couchant,
Il s'en allait b?cher la terre
En tous les lieux, par tous les temps !
3 Sans lai
Ewens True Mental You Lyrics
cant help seeing what i have with the non stop bickering involved beleive in what you know no we'll never seperate Can't fail seeing
ser voir, sur son visage,cant help seeing what i have with the non stop bickering involved beleive in what you know no we'll never seperate Can't fail seeing
Ni l'air jaloux ni l'air m?chant,
Ni l'air jaloux ni l'air m?chant,
Il retournait le champ des autres,
Toujours b?chant, toujours b?chant !
4 Et quand la mort lui a fait signe
De labourer son dernier champ,
De labourer son dernier champ,
Il creusa lui-m?me sa
Shere Kahn Lyrics
[Sample from Sing-A-Song] "You can come, I'll leap right over Any day you like System 605, Union 91" [Aesop] I fore
tombe[Sample from Sing-A-Song] "You can come, I'll leap right over Any day you like System 605, Union 91" [Aesop] I fore
En faisant vite, en se cachant...
5 Il creusa lui-m?me sa tombe
En faisant vite, en se cachant...
En faisant vite, en se cachant...
Et s'y ?tendit sans rien dire
Pour ne pas d?ranger les gens...
R Pauvre Martin, pauvre mis?re,
Dors sous la terr', dors sous le temps