PIOU PIOU PIOU ( chansonnette Anglais )

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Piou, piou, piou

Piou, piou, piou, is a little crazy,

It passes through the street like a Wolf,

Flying the wamed, piou, piou, piou

Piou, piou, piou, is a bit jealous,.
He grabs a the stolen, all fhat glitters,
Without stopping of piou, piou, piou. te.

Piou, piou, piou, has a thousand facets,
To do so understand the blind,
And wam without arugula, piou, piou, piou

Piou, piou, piou, has no girlfriend or friend.
Apart from its nest, where the sophisticated offspring,
Sounds that the conquered, piou, piou, piou.

Piou, piou, piou, annouces spring ,
By  the vas and comes comes without wasting his time, .
He amared me by ist, piou, piou, piou. politely.


JJM

THE PROMISES (chansonnette ( Anglais )

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THE PROMISES

They remain there,
The promises of anothertine,
Locket,
They remain there,
These shared tenderness,
Under the cherry thees.

They remain there,
The promises of anothertine,
Padocket for;
It remains there,
This passion that we United,
For a lifetime.

They remain there,
The promises of another time,
Padloket for ;
That all passers by,
Their attention,
The link that we United.

They remain there,
The promises of another time,
Padlochet for,
That resonates peace,
And any of our reason,
To sing fhis song.

They remain there,
The promises of another time,
Locket forever.

JJM

DANCE STEPS ( chansonnette ( anglais )

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DANCE STEPS

A step forward,
As at the rightime,
A step backwards,
As in the past.

Turn without confusion,
Such lowing,
Seeking contact,
With the person in front.

A step forward,
As at the rightime, 
A step backwards,
As in the past.

Their arm stroke the air,
Height agaimst the wind,
They are beautiful baskets,
Made of upright reed.

A step forward,
As at the rightime,
A step backwards,
As in the past.

They invite you,
At this magic dance,
Whos of lyric,
Nothing evil.

A step forward,
As at the rightime,
A step backwards,
As in the past.

JJM

GROWD THE STREET ( chansonnette ( Anglais )

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CROWD THE STREET

It should runwithout retained,
She hust led passers by,
Without taking account of theirarguments.

The street growd

She rushes into the alleys,
Shops ard under the arbours,
She walks witha certain agreed,

The street growd

It vas and comes under a routine,
It stands out in its space,
Antres leating in front theirapproach.

The street growd

She polished the paved dru,
Which reflect the steps of the unknowns,
Thase who visit all what is known,
In the crowds of our avenues.

JJM

MY PLACE OF BIRTH ( chansonnette ( Anglais )

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MY PLACE OF BIRTH

My place of birth is the most beautiful,
On this land he holds the hat,
With ils resources and these songs.

My presence is the fruit of love,
That have y meets every day,
That we share day and night.

My place of birth is the most beautiful,
On this land he holds the hat,
With ils resources and these songs.

My place of birth is a non,
Sung out loud,
Under the colours of ils flag.

My place of birth is the most beautiful,
On this land he holds the hat,
With ils resources and these songs

I song for those of the United-States,
Who approve this union,
Collect alt the flags.

My place of birth is the most beautiful,
On this land he holds the hat,
With ils resources and these songs.

JJM

THE WOOD OF THE KING ( chansonnette ( Anglais )

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THE WOOD OF THE KING

The xood of the kings,

This is no you,

Berause in your joy,

You the way.

The rigt of the kings,

It's like this.

The weigt of the month,

This is not you,

As it should,

You does not.

The rigt of the kings,

It's like this.

The wood of the roof,

It is like this,

Stupid beams,

Rigged with choice.

The rigt of the kings,

It' like this.

The geese of the kings,

It is a horde,

Which alarm the order

every discord.

Therigt of the kings,

It'like this.

JJM

A WORD FOR YOU ( chansonnette, un mot pour toi ( Anglais )

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Anglais USA

A word for you,
A word to me,
A word for all.

A son for you,
An ists pure me,
A sound for all.

A sentence for you,
A sentence for me,
A sentence for all.

A song for you,
A song for me,
A song for all.

Astory for you,
Astory for me,
Astory for all.

Feeling for you,
Feeling for me,
Feeling for all.

JJM

EXISTS FOR ME ( chansonnette, existe pour moi ( Anglais )

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EXISTS FOR ME

My thoughts collide,
At the réality facing me,
This unknouwn of life,
Is a whole disunitesd.

You are well somewhere,
You are there, at the end of nowhere,
In a mystery universe,.
Where life turns upside.

My focus is a non,
Love that I no way attribute,.
That who want to share,
The joy, the dreams of my thoughts.

You are welle somewhere,
You are There, at the end of nowhere,
In a mystery universe,.
Where life turns upside.

I wrote these Words,
Send them to all directions,
Who face the opinion,
A réader who tells me.

You are welle somewhere,
You are There, at fhe end of nowhere,
In a mystery universe,.
Where ilfe turns upside.

JJM

IN THE DISTANCE ( Au loin, chansonnette( Anglais )

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IN THE DISTANCE

It lies in the distance, far, far,
On the road to tomorrow, tomorrow,
One the road to tomorrow, tomorrow.

She sings a song, song,
Of reason, reason,
To have the attention, attention.

It cultivates the tenderness, tenderness,
In the dreams of widom, widom,
Wailing with patience, patience.

She lives with hope, hope,
That fhe next, dayis not gray, gray,
But a Sun United United.

She married Ther dream, dream,
As a gardian of aok, aok,
That is tesistant to al  be punishments, penalties.

JJM