| Where I live |
PAROLES: Jean-Paul GOUDMANT, Jean-Pierre VANDEVANDEL MUSIQUE: P. DELPORTE, S. SOIRON SABAM: 728407401 (15/07/2003) |
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A place, somewhere on earth Where the rain so often hurts A green and quiet valley With many friends, with many trees Where I live The north's wind blows our fears away The sun is shy, he never stays To dry my pain The place where I live Where I live There are so many ways To walk alone and to be shared My house, some miles away Is a forgotten place on earth You 'll see, engraved on stones Forgotten names, forgotten bones A bench to rest some time Our old people are so fine |
Where I live The north's wind blows our fears away The sun is shy, he never stays To dry my pain The place where I live Will never be a southern town I wear sun-glasses just for fun Just to remember Where I live, where I live The oaks are proud and strong they remember it was so hard to live here some time ago But now this moment is so far My father's hands on me A summer on my life to be He had a land, I had his love He talked to God above
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Where I live Will never be a southern town I wear sun-glasses just for fun Just to remember Where I live … Where I live, where I live… Where I live The north's wind blows our fears away The sun is shy, he never stays To dry my pain The place where I live Will never be a southern town I wear sun-glasses just for fun Just to remember Where I live, where I live I feel inside my heart My father's house, his soul and love The bench to rest some time Everlasting place of mine. |
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