Rayon De Soleil
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Un rayon de soleil dort sur tes cheveux longs
Sur nos corps de seigle et nous joue du violon, hou hou hou
Un rayon de soleil sur le sommeil de plomb
Une guitare sèche, Lou Reed à la maison
Hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul cherche le chemin
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul cherche le chemin
Un rayon de soleil, j'embrasse tes pieds sales
Un disque de Marley, joue "No woman, no cry"
No woman, no woman, no woman, no cry
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul cherche le chemin
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul qui cherche le chemin
Par la fenêtre ouverte, l'air que nous respirons
Ses petites poussières si pâles d'émotion
Un rayon de soleil, sur ton si beau visage
Aux abeilles se mêle la voix de Bob Dylan
Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul cherche le chemin
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul
Un rayon de soleil, tu t'rhabilles pour de bon
J'te ramène par les fraises à mon corps de garçon, yeah yeah yeah
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul cherche le chemin
Un matin suspendu aux fleurs de ton jardin
Ma main sur ton p'tit cul...
Ray of Sunshine
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A ray of sunshine sleeps on your long hair
On our bodies of rye and plays the violin, hou hou hou
A ray of sunshine on the leaden sleep
A dry guitar, Lou Reed at home
Hey baby, take a walk on the wild side
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looks for the way
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looks for the way
A ray of sunshine, I kiss your dirty feet
A Marley record plays "No woman, no cry"
No woman, no woman, no woman, no cry
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looks for the way
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looking for the way
Through the open window, the air we breathe
Its little dust so pale with emotion
A ray of sunshine, on your beautiful face
The bees mix with Bob Dylan's voice
Knock knock knockin' on Heaven's door
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looks for the way
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass
A ray of sunshine, you dress up for good
I bring you back through the strawberries to my boyish body, yeah yeah yeah
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass looks for the way
A suspended morning in the flowers of your garden
My hand on your little ass...
Escrita por: Catherine Duval / Gil Gimenez / William Baldé