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Vie Privée

Comme un pierrot au clair de lune Une marionnette brisee L'amour n'est plus a la une Au journal de ma vie privee Les soirs reviennent toujours trop

des villes, d'un rat des champs Tout est prive... Vie privee, privee de tout Cherche bonheur pour n'importe ou Avec un coeur bien assez fou Pour vie privee... Vie privee

Comme un pierrot au clair de lune Une marionnette brisee L'amour n'est plus a la une Au journal de ma vie privee Les soirs reviennent toujours trop vite

Well do you to want to talk about it, Do you think you'd understand, How things can get so fucked up with such good intentions. If roofs turn to sky

I was searching without knowing where I was going but it felt so strong, I was looking in the wrong place all along, I was dreaming of somebody who

It doesn't matter that the rain is gone You know it's coming back (coming back) Just as sure as the sun burns through Until it burns out black (burns

four making five On I've a reason you see That's good. tell me where's the door I like to think it's time I stopped interfering In peoples private lives

Hey babe look I'm crawling around in your hair Banging clanging hanging in thin white air My eyes they sparkle like the rocks they sell at the station

No buscaba nada y tropece con dos ojos negros de mujer fue el destino quien jugo a cruzar nuestras miradas en un bar y lo demas vino despues No teniamos