Превод: Октомври есен. Още една песен за Джейми.
Comment a§a va ma p'tite soeur ? Viens que j'te serre dans mes bras Pis as-tu r'trouve l'bonheur Dans ton trip au Canada ? Dans l'bout' c't'annee y
Twilight wind, Running again. Voices from the past In my heart. Autumn songs, Images of your face. Song of the moon, Silence of the sun. Twilight wind
(Van Morrison) Leaves of brown they fall to the ground And it's here, over there leaves around Shut the door, dim the lights and relax What is more,
C'est une chanson pour l'automne Pour les jours ou il y a personne Quand la ville est sous la pluie C'est une chanson que je te donne Tu jettes ou
Wear your eyes as dark as night Paint your face with what you like Wear your love like it is made of hate Born to destroy and born to create Now baby
: (Jermaine Jackson and Pia Zadora) Like the sand can seep right through your fingers so can all your day As those days go by you'll have me there
: Looking through the looking glass Looking back at me I got X-Ray rear view vision But I don't like what I see Now, I'd should not bitch and moan But
: Chorus: I never promised you a happy ending You never said you wouldn't make me cry But summer love will keep us warm long after Our autumn goodbye
: Rain, rain go away please come back another day but not today 'cause i'm not ready to say goodbye to these golden rays of sunshine. i believe that
: Three hundred and six In only six years If it was an accident Where are the tears? I am still unidentified Behind the cathedral Is where my body hides
: 4 o'Clock 4 o'Clock Never let me sleep I close my eyes and pray For the garish light of day Like a frightened child I run From the sleep that never
: So that's it then? The rumor is you've moved on without me. You do not suffer as I do, It is so clear. What can I do? Yet, I will reach you somehow
: Precious thing I long for nothing more Than to be your friend But I am not good As you areFor I think Where I should feel And I am not innocent As
: See beyond the moment Think beyond the day Hear the word My voice will not be cast away Fatalistic fortune Ever near the end Love goes on But Time
: Alas, my love, if I could make you live And from the page step forth and sit beside me Or better still, bestride the steed I gave you Wrapped close
: Close your eyes and I'll kiss you Tomorrow I'll miss you Remember I'll always be true And then while I'm away I'll write home every day And I'