Was on one cold winter's night. And the wind blew across the wild moor. Poor Mary came wand'ring with a child in her arms. And she stopped at her own father's door. Oh, father, oh father, she
Hi deho, baby, so long. (She don't love me no more) (Hi de hi, hi deho). This is the way the song goes. (Hi de hi, hi deho). That's what she said to me (Hi de hi, hi deho). This is the way
plais réponds moi hey ho. Un geste suffira hey ho !. Est-ce que tu m’aperçois hey ho!. Hohohohohoho. Ca fait longtemps, en bas de ta fenetre. J’appelle vainement mais personne ne répond. Fais juste
