Wednesday, January 12, 2011

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Jacques Brel Chanson des Vieux Amants Français & It. subtitle



La Chanson Des Vieux Amants :
Bien sûr, nous des orage
Eumesa Twenty years of love is love crazy
thousand times you take your luggage
thousand times I took my flight And

remembers every piece of furniture in this room without cradle
shards of old storms
Nothing like You had nothing to
lost the taste of water And I
of conquest

{Refrain:} But my love

My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
From dawn until the end of the day
I love you still you know I love you

me, I know all your spells
You know all my spells
Thou hast kept traps traps
I lost you from time to time
Sure you made some lovers
He had to pass the time
It must be that the body rejoices
Finally finally
We had a lot of talent
To be old without adult

{Refrain}

Oh, my love
My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
From dawn until the end of the day
I love you still, you know, I love you

And the more time we made procession
And the more time we made torment
But is not the worst trap
That live in peace for lovers
course you cry a little less early
I tore a little later
We protect our less mysteries
It leaves less to chance
There is suspicion over the water
But it's always the tender war



{Refrain} Oh, my love ...
My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
From dawn until the end of the day
I love you still you know I love you
course, we had thunderstorms
Twenty years of love is love crazy
thousand times you take your luggage
thousand times I took my flight And

remembers every piece of furniture in this room without cradle
shards of old storms
Nothing like nothing you'd
lost the taste of water
And I that of conquest

{Refrain:} But my love

My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
From dawn until the end of the day
I love you still you know I love you

Me, I know your sorceries all
You know all my spells
Thou hast kept traps traps
I lost you from time to time
course you took some lovers
He had to pass the time
It is necessary that the Finally finally exultant body

We had a lot of talent
To be old without adult

{Refrain}

Oh, my love
My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
In the clear dawn to the end of the day
I love you still, you know, I love you

And the more time we made procession
And the more time we did torment
But is not it the worst trap
That live in peace for lovers
course you cry a little less early
I tore a little later
We protect our mysteries least
It leaves less to chance
There is suspicion of wire of the Water
But it's always the tender war



{Refrain} Oh, my love ...
My sweet my sweet love my wonderful
From dawn until the end of the day
I love you still you know I love you

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