vite il defile Il peut etre long mais jamais ne vacille Le temps emporte avec lui les bruits de la ville Et vient nous rappeler que rien n'est jamais facile Les pages
: What happens to a man when He spills his heart on a page and He watches words flow away then His feelings lie on the page alone There waiting For someone
you Empty pages I've read you all through Empty pages filled with spaces I fell in and I fell in Empty pages I've read you all through Empty pages filled
: There's a voice on the phone telling what had happened, some kind of confusion more like a disaster. And it wondered how you were left unaffected,
: I met you through a common friend In the attic of my parents' house And though I didn't know it then I soon was finding out Oh, you are the roots that
: Love is real It is not just in novels or the movies It is fact And it is standing here right in front of you So if you open your eyes Oh what a sweet
: Well morning came And it dressed the sky In a lovely yellow gown Now the shops they are All opening In that narrow hallway of downtown Filled with
would do like my father has done Yes, we will never break from these chains Your life is gonna course like a history book Don't be frightened of turning the page
: It was in the march of the winter I turned seventeen That I bought those pills I thought I would need And I wrote a letter to my family Said it's not
: we spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets. idle now: I rearrange the furniture as you sleep. it's so appropriate: the way we amplify
to free up a hand for heavy petting" Now there there I'm a friendly man I joke about sex because it's funny when you're frightened So silently I sat and turned the pages
: Retour a moi meme: Come back straight to me: je suis tant preoccupee de toi. I'm so worried about you. Speak, understand, mon amour, my love..
: Il faut tourner la page Changer de paysage Le pied sur une berge Vierge Il faut tourner la page Toucher l'autre rivage Littoral inconnu Nu Et la,
: (Dylan) Crimson flames tied through my ears Rolling high and mighty traps Pounced with fire on flaming roads Using ideas as my maps We'll meet again
fuckin' shit Spinning lies I hear it's calling Judgement Day I feel it's calling your name I see it's coming Rolling in 'Cause we may never turn the page
: Encore une nuit noire Et je n?ai pas envie la De devenir Qu?un adulte imparfait Mais est-ce que c?est vrai ca? Qu?on sera pire Que dans nos reves
the road again There I am - up on the stage Here I go - playing star again There I go - turn the page There I go - turn that page There I go, yeah, yeah