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C'est trop facile d'entrer aux glises. De dverser toutes ses salets. Face au cur qui dans la lumire grise. Ferme les yeux pour mieux nous pardonner. Tais-toi donc Grand Jacques. Que connais-tu
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ti. ar. al. Jacques Brel. La chanson des vieux amants. Paroles Jacques Brel. Musique Jacques Brel, Gérard Jouannest 1967. Bien sûr, nous eûmes des orages. Vingt ans d'amour, c'est l'amour fol
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Bài hát Jacques - Jax Jones, Tove Lo. Ask me for my cigarette. Just so he can taste my lips and start to work me. Calculate his every step. Feel his hands around my hips, here comes the head tilt
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When all the lights go down around you. and the truth is coming up hard. feel the way you do now with no excuses. cause you're perfect just the way you are get the feeling that something surrounds
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Radio's blastin', I hear they're broadcastin' a signal that we all should. hear They're sendin' a message, it's fighting the static. I'm listening, I'm quiet, I'm here Soon. everything will be magi
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I know it's late. I know the curtain's drawn over your window. Maybe fate, or maybe just the tug of lonely made me call. But anyway, love, I'm hearing bells. I just thought you should hear the bel
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Oh my love, it's a long way downto the bottom. When you're high and mighty and sacred, sacred. But I can't live my life. Born in sin and holdin' it in. Cause if we are goin' down. Then I am goin'
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I wanna be a soljah for your love. I, I, I wanna be, be, be a soljah for your love My eyes have finally adjusted. to the light down here below. My eyes can finally see. everything real that's real
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(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh). I've been roaming around, . I was looking down at all I see. painted faces, . fill the places I can't
