Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, conveying feelings of bittersweet comfort. A christmas that is joyous and inspires feelings of melancholy. Splashy ride cymbal launches into a swinging rhythm and soft female vocals singing about a beautiful christmas tree. Intensity steps up into an impassioned style with searing trumpets and happy drums. Saxophone solo at 01:38 conjures visions of a bustling christmas market, people enjoying the holidays. Vocal version.歌词
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches.
O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches, O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree,
How lovely are thy branches, Your boughs, so green in Summer-time, Stay bravely green in Winter-time, O Tannenbaum, O Christmas tree, How lovely are thy branches.
Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, Emotive, smooth, classy. Piano plays out a slow jazzy melody, conveying feelings of bittersweet comfort. A christmas that is joyous and inspires feelings of melancholy. Splashy ride cymbal launches into a swinging rhythm with brass instruments and improvisation. Intensity steps up into an impassioned style with searing trumpets and happy drums. Saxophone solo at 01:38 conjures visions of a bustling christmas market, people enjoying the holidays.
Warm, bustling, celebratory. Cosy instrumentation plays through a Warm, bustling, celebratory. Cosy instrumentation plays through a slowly rising melody before settling into a jazzy refrain, slow and laid back. Soft double bass gives cushion to crooning male vocals about the story of Jesus and his mother. Heartwarming style matching with celebratory description. Brass instruments embrace in a passionate style, communicating togetherness. Saxophone solo at 01:16 provides a chilled atmosphere, with jazzy improvisational performance. Vocal version.歌词
Once in royal David's city, Stood a lowly cattle shed, There a mother laid her baby, In a manger for His bed, Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child.
He came down to earth from heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall, With the poor, oppressed and wholly, Lived on earth our Savior holy.
And our eyes, At last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love, For that child, so dear and gentle, Is our Lord in heaven above, And He leads
His children along, To the place where He is gone, And He leads His children along, To the place where He is gone.
Warm, bustling, celebratory. Cosy instrumentation plays through a Warm, bustling, celebratory. Cosy instrumentation plays through a slowly rising melody before settling into a jazzy refrain, slow and laid back. Soft double bass joins with clean piano melody, with jazz percussion conjuring images of people making their way through a snowy city on christmas eve. Brass instruments embrace in a passionate style, communicating togetherness. Saxophone solo at 01:16 provides a chilled atmosphere, with jazzy improvisational performance.
Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s & 40s. Jazzy show song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 30s & 40s. Carefree & determined. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, piano, brass & rhythm.歌词
GOLDEN BOY Music by Julien VegaLyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
On the floor of Wall Street I’m one of a kindI’m no ordinary guyIf I sell or I buy I don’t even tryI can make a million dollars in the blink of an eye
Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be? I’ll probably never get old Everything that I touch turns to gold
I’m flying high, I’m a fortunate guyBut try as I mightThere’s something that doesn’t sit rightAnd I think I know why
One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingDoesn’t matter how big your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twiceThat’s what I need Making a fortune is easy for meHow hard can it be?Excuse me but I’m on a rollYou see that all that I touch turns to gold I’m flying highI’m a fortunate guyAnd I don’t know whyI simply don’t burst into songOnly one thing is wrong One thing I know that my money can’t buyThat’s love, think about it
Making and breaking and takingAll you do is feed what your greed is
When what you need isSomeone who’s pretty and witty and niceWho’s life doesn’t turn on a roll of the dice Who’s not so convinced everything has a price I don’t think twice I knowLove is what I need
French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful & airy. Male & woman voices, piano, accordion & rhythm.歌词
Bluesy, sultry, romantic. Cool, strutting drums with dramatic and Bluesy, sultry, romantic. Cool, strutting drums with dramatic and confident jazz flute flourishes are joined by relaxed female vocals and piano. Warm 60s late-night jazz song with attitude.
Bluesy, sultry, romantic. Cool, strutting drums with dramatic and Bluesy, sultry, romantic. Cool, strutting drums with dramatic and confident jazz flute flourishes are joined by relaxed piano. Warm 60s late-night jazz song with attitude. Instrumental version.
Song sung in French. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. Female Song sung in French. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. Female singer, string orchestra, piano & trumpet.歌词
C’est fini Mon chériC’est finiC’est la vieJe m’ennuieMais je t’oublieC’est la vieTant pis Nous n’irons plus dans cette chambre bleueAvec un balcon sur la merNous n’aurons plus tous ces matins grisEnlacés mais solitaires
English translation :
It’s over That’s lifeIt’s overMy darlingThat’s lifeI am boredBut I forget youThat’s lifeToo bad We’ll never go again to that blue roomWith a balcony over the seaWe’ll never again see those grey morningsEntwined but alone
Instrumental version, no voice. France. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & Instrumental version, no voice. France. 40's. Cabaret. Sensual & melancholic. String orchestra, piano & trumpet.
Pop song / jazz song / romantic film / romantic comedy. Feminine, Pop song / jazz song / romantic film / romantic comedy. Feminine, melancholic & suspended. Piano & female singer. 歌词
FOR BETTER OR WORSE One more day to wake up with the sun Starring at the steam of his hot coffee
behind him his family
He’s been trying, trying hard but there’s no mercy It’s one more day to accept his destiny If it’s cold outside, if he’s burning inside
No dreams and no needs
He’s gotta carry on
For better or worse, he would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, he’ll just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
For better or worse.
One more day to stand up with the sun
She doesn’t even know if she slept last night
The pills are no longer workin’ so right
One more day to fight,
to fight with her own mind
Dizzy, empty, it’s freezing inside
The rooms don’t change, but the complain remains
Hoping of tomorrow and a new beginning
Today again she’ll end, sittin in the dark
And carry on.
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
One more day to head home with the risin’ sun
Like any other night she ran after the money
The black sunglasses can’t hide you honey One more day she’ll sleep away, she’ll sleep away her life
The smell of the strangers like a thousand knives
Cause she believed so wrong, her youth is runnin’ She can’t find the right path, though her bell is ringin’
So she swears that the next day, she’ll new begin
But she’ll carry on..
For better or worse, they would keep on
Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they carry on
Never reviving the flame
Frozen in the daily game
I see them every morning, everyday
Did they ever know what it is to live for?
Have they ever seen the true picture or
Will they ever remember what their dreams were… For better or worse, they would keep on Dealing with hopes and blames
For better or worse, they just keep on Never reviving the flame
Jazzy, laid back, celebratory. Big band instrumentation meets with Jazzy, laid back, celebratory. Big band instrumentation meets with jazz ride cymbal rhythm before launching into crooning vocals singing religious christmas lyrics. Sharp band impacts set out a slick dynamic, visions of a smiling band entertaining a room bursting with people, drinking and having a merry time. Vocal version.歌词
Hark! The herald angels sing, "Glory to the new-born king, Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled", Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With angelic host proclaim, "Christ is born in Bethlehem",
Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born king".
Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb,
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail th'incarnate Deity, Pleased with us in flesh to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel, Hark! The herald angels sing,
Jazzy, laid back, celebratory. Big band instrumentation meets with Jazzy, laid back, celebratory. Big band instrumentation meets with jazz ride cymbal rhythm before launching into warm christmas melody played by clean electric guitar. Sharp band impacts set out a slick dynamic, visions of a smiling band entertaining a room bursting with people. Brass instruments slowly join with the melody giving an excited energy. Organic sound gives a warm seasonal feeling.
Fun, joyous, happy. Jazz cymbal rhythm gives rise to sharp brass Fun, joyous, happy. Jazz cymbal rhythm gives rise to sharp brass melody. Slick instrumentation is met with dulcet crooning vocals singing lyrics about being happy at christmas. Brisk tempo gives a sense of a cool party vibe. Dynamic style is amplified by syncopated percussive hits, communicating a sense of buoyancy and elation. Brass instruments slowly build into a positive refrain. Visions of a band watching each other to match timings intricately and with poise. Vocal version.歌词
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la, la la la la, 'Tis the season to be jolly, Fa la la la la, la la la la, Don we now our gay apparel, Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
Troll the ancient Yuletide carol, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
See the blazing yule before us, Fa la la la la, la la la la, Strike the harp and join the chorus, Fa la la la la, la la la la, Follow me in merry measure, Fa la la, la la la, la la la, While I tell of Yuletide treasure.
Fast away, the old year passes, Fa la la la la, la la la la, Hail the new, ye lads and lasses, Fa la la la la, la la la la, Sing we joyous all together, Fa la la, la la la, la la la, Heedless of the wind and weather, Fa la la la la, la la la la.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la la, la la, Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la, la la, Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la la, la la, Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Fa la la la la la, ba da da.
Fun, joyous, happy. Jazz cymbal rhythm gives rise to sharp brass Fun, joyous, happy. Jazz cymbal rhythm gives rise to sharp brass melody. Slick instrumentation is met with clean piano playing out jovial melody with a catchy pace. Dynamic style is amplified by syncopated percussive hits, communicating a sense of buoyancy and elation. Brass instruments slowly build into a positive refrain. Visions of a band watching each other to match timings intricately and with poise.
Cold, passionate, pacy. Flashy ride cymbal percussion gives way to Cold, passionate, pacy. Flashy ride cymbal percussion gives way to inquisitive christmas melody that rises in intensity. Male and female vocals quickly trade lyrics about christmastime, joy and fun for everyone. Pacy style gifts a jazzy coolness. Brass instruments build at 00:48 into more impassioned vocal section. Vocal version.歌词
Hark how the bells, Sweet silver bells, All seem to say, Throw cares away.
Christmas is here, Bringing good cheer, To young and old, Meek and the bold.
Ding dong, That is the song, With joyful ring, All carolling.
One seems to hear, Words of good cheer, From everywhere, Filling the air.
Oh, how they pound, Raising their sound, O'er hill and dale, Telling their tale.
Gaily they ring, While people sing, Songs of good cheer, Christmas is here.
Cold, passionate, pacy. Flashy ride cymbal percussion gives way to Cold, passionate, pacy. Flashy ride cymbal percussion gives way to inquisitive christmas melody that rises in intensity. Guitar and piano trade melodies in a fast-paced back and forth. Sharp instrumentation conjures visions of a slick jazz band playing an impassioned seasonal song.
Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in a warm embrace, playing through an emotive but reassuring melody. Big swell of brass instrumentation meets with pacy cymbals, launching into a tight jazzy style with briskly delivered female vocal performance with lyrics expressing a pride in the religious story. A time for celebration and fun. Vocal version.歌词
Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere,Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born.
While shepherds kept their watching, O'er silent flocks by night, Behold throughout the heavens, There shone a Holy light.
Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born.
Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born.
The shepherds feared and trembled, When, lo! Above the Earth, Rang out the angel chorus, That hailed our Savior's birth.
Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere, Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born.
Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in Fun, excitable, meaningful. Muted trumpet and piano join together in a warm embrace, playing through an emotive but reassuring melody. Big swell of brass instrumentation meets with pacy cymbals, launching the melody into a tight jazzy style.
Determined, exuberant & passionate show song. Male singer in crooner Determined, exuberant & passionate show song. Male singer in crooner style, Swing orchestra with string ensemble, brass, vibes & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 60s & 70s.歌词
THE TALK OF THE TOWN
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
At last here comes the big day
I’ve waited for this moment
For so long
I’ve got a Broadway opening
Finally things are happening
My way
There will be lines around the block
Stars in limos, famous celebrities
New York’s finest
All come to see me
The thrill, the magic of applause,
Someone like me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me
The heights of fame are heady
But I am more than ready
To get there
So here I am at last
I’m going places fast
And I know where
I’ve always been aware of it
One day I’ll be getting my share of it
And I’m gonna be
The talk of the town
The thrill, the magic of applause,
That little old me simply adores
If I’m a hit I must admit immodestly
I had it coming to me and the whole world can see that I’m ready to be
The talk of the town
Bluesy song in the spirit of the musicals,. Lazy, melancholic. Male Bluesy song in the spirit of the musicals,. Lazy, melancholic. Male singer in crooner style, Orchestra, pizz, piano, string ensemble, brass & rhythm with brushes.歌词
RAINY DAY
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
Rainy day
Feeling blue
Skies are grey
Where are you?
I know I
Shouldn’t feel this way
But I do
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I swear
We’ll meet again
And we’ll laugh away
That rainy day
From way back then
Rainy day
Carefree & sentimental show song. Female singer, variety orchestra, Carefree & sentimental show song. Female singer, variety orchestra, string ensemble, piano, brass, trumpet & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 50s & 60s.歌词
WONDERFUL NIGHT
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything seems just right
This is such a wonderful night
Lovers on the ice
Hold each other tight
Under the moon shining bright
You may call it nice
I call it magic
Here in New York
It’s a wonderful night
Can’t you see
It’s not reality
It’s a dream that someone else is dreaming
A perfect fantasy, that was never to be
Clearly heaven sent but not meant for me
My glass is half empty tonight
Promise please to make it right
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything is still alright
I can touch it, I can feel it, I can reach it
This is such a wonderful night
Snow falls...
what a wonderful night!
New york dazzles it shi-nes
with a billion lights
Streets are white
Eyes are bright
It is such a wonderful night!
Sil-houettes skate on the rink,
While chil-dren are making snow men,
and lovers hold each other tight
Some-thing in the air,
a kind of magic,
enfolds New York,
What a won-der-ful night !
From my win-dow
it seems like a snow globe
all this little world glows
but I'm no part of it
i'll spend the night all a-lone
dream that my prince final-ly comes
that we kiss, and dance, and fly
to the moon
I'm cold and so lonely to-night
but at least I can try to en-joy the sight
Wonderful night,
New York shines bright
with a billion lights
it is such a wonderful night
Carefree & sentimental show song. Male singer in crooner style, Carefree & sentimental show song. Male singer in crooner style, variety orchestra, string ensemble, piano, brass, trumpet & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 50s & 60s.歌词
WONDERFUL NIGHT
Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything seems just right
This is such a wonderful night
Lovers on the ice
Hold each other tight
Under the moon shining bright
You may call it nice
I call it magic
Here in New York
It’s a wonderful night
Can’t you see
It’s not reality
It’s a dream that someone else is dreaming
A perfect fantasy, that was never to be
Clearly heaven sent but not meant for me
My glass is half empty tonight
Promise please to make it right
The snow is falling, it’s a beautiful sight
New York shimmers in the winter light
Everything is still alright
I can touch it, I can feel it, I can reach it
This is such a wonderful night
Snow falls...
what a wonderful night!
New york dazzles it shi-nes
with a billion lights
Streets are white
Eyes are bright
It is such a wonderful night!
Sil-houettes skate on the rink,
While chil-dren are making snow men,
and lovers hold each other tight
Some-thing in the air,
a kind of magic,
enfolds New York,
What a won-der-ful night !
From my win-dow
it seems like a snow globe
all this little world glows
but I'm no part of it
i'll spend the night all a-lone
dream that my prince final-ly comes
that we kiss, and dance, and fly
to the moon
I'm cold and so lonely to-night
but at least I can try to en-joy the sight
Wonderful night,
New York shines bright
with a billion lights
it is such a wonderful night
Carefree & sentimental. Variety orchestra with lead trumpet & rhythm. Carefree & sentimental. Variety orchestra with lead trumpet & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals of the 40s & 50s
French love song in a groovy mood. Determined & jazzy. Male & woman French love song in a groovy mood. Determined & jazzy. Male & woman voices, sequencing, Fender Rhodes & rhythm.歌词
Hop hop va le monde Hop hop hop notre monde
Dans un champ des fruits murs
Sur une plage deux beaux seins
Et sur l’eau un mat’lot
Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde
Dans ma rue des bobos
Refont l’monde, dans l’ métro
Des clodos de not’ monde
Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde
Sous les ors du palais Il fait bon, il fait frais,
On sourit à not’ monde
Une loi, bonne loi
Est votée donnant l’droit
D’interdire notre monde
Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde
C’est la joie et tant pis Si le monde s’rétrécit
Aux heureux de ce monde
Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde
Au dehors sur la mer,
Dans l’désert on est pris
On périt entre soi
Comme des chiens
Hop hop va le monde
Hop hop hop notre monde
In a field of ripe fruits On a beach two beautiful breasts
And on the water a sailor
Hop hop goes the world
Hop hop hop our world
In my street the young bourgeois
Are changing the world
In the metro the trumps of our world
Hop hop goes the world
Hop hop hop our world
In the splendour of the palace
It feels fine, it’s cool
We can smile at our world
A law a good law
Is voted giving us the right
To prohibit our world
What joy! and too bad If the world is getting narrower
French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & French love song in a jazzy mood. Peaceful, melancholic & confidential. Female voice, piano & accordion.歌词
Cheeky & confident show song. Male singer, orchestra with string Cheeky & confident show song. Male singer, orchestra with string ensemble, brass, pizz & rhythm. Song in the spirit of Broadway musicals.歌词
THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT
Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long
But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song
Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string
So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted
The Lyricist's Lament Version The Lyricist's Lament Version 2 [CEZ4511 - 16]
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1'59
Sebastijan Duh John Greaves
Cheeky & confident show song. Crooner, music-hall orchestra, string Cheeky & confident show song. Crooner, music-hall orchestra, string ensemble, brass, pizz & rhythm. In the spirit of Broadway musicals.歌词
THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT
Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves
I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long
But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song
Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string
So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted
Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. Soul song. Lively, catchy & sensual. Female singer, piano & rhythm. Saxophone solo @ 2'56. Suggested for fashion & luxury.歌词
You never look up to the sky above It’s surely here oh only your fault Said...That time goes by nowYou always like to say that is all grey Complaining never helped anyway Makin’...
Mmmh Big changes...
‘Cause if you lift your head a bit more
You will see how beautiful this world can be whenever you get sad and lonely Just open your eyes...Walking down the street!Walking down the street, by walking
Don’t loose time on things that would hurt you Looking forward’s better for you
Never...
Let that time go nowIt’s up to you to chase all the blues Nobody’s gonna do it for you
Let it..
Shine through
Est partie ce matin En traversant la seine Et le trocadero
Comme une sauterelle Elle a en un éclair Sauté sur la Madeleine Foncé vers Turbigo
Mais voilà c’est seulement un rêve Je me réveille et j’me dis : « non ! » Qu’est-ce qu’on deviendrait sans ta silhouette à l’horizon ? Paris sans toi ce s’rait con !
Ne t’en vas pas Jolie tour Eiffel
Continue à gratter le ciel De ta silhouette en dentelles
Jamais sans toi Madam’ tour Eiffel
Tes lumières tes ascenseurs Et ton air vainqueur
Drôle de géante Sur ses pointes de fer La voilà à Denfert A Meudon à Chatou
Et dans une pente Voici qu’elle accélère Renverse des caténaires En hurlant « cassez vous »
Ohlà je m’étais rendormi C’est quoi ce cauchemar c’est pas vrai Sans la tour Eiffel on s’demande bien où ils iraient
Les ricains les japonais
Ne t’en vas pas Jolie tour Eiffel
Continue à gratter le ciel De ta silhouette en dentelles
Jamais sans toi Madam’ tour Eiffel
Tes lumières tes ascenseurs Et ton air vainqueur
La voilà qui danse Avec des airs canailles Dans un bruit de ferraille Elle dit « j’pars à Moscou ! »
Dans toute la France Çà tourne à la pagaille Y’a des trains qui déraillent L’président devient fou
Dans mon rêve elle finit en Chine S’installe tranquillement à Pékin Mais c’est impossible il faut garder ce grand machin Quand bien même il ne sert à rien
