Allan Holdsworth Nuages歌词

Nuages(乌云) Si le vent pousse les nuages, on apercevra le soleil Et l'on pourra tourner la page de ces matins, pauvres reveils Ces matins qui gardent en otages nos envies au fond d'un sommeil Sortir la tete de ce potage, crier les reves que l'on begay

I'm gonna change my ways of doin' things around here Well I'm turnin' over a new leaf, gonna get myself in gear Cause I've got a woman who's better than most And I've made a mess of her plans Startin' today, all I'm gonna be is her man (chorus:) 'Cau

[ti:The One] [ar:Rihanna] [al:Hotness] [00:-2.00]Rihanna - The One (Feat. Memphis Bleek) [00:-1.00] [00:00.00] [00:01.46]Uh, yeah. . .the boy Extra [00:05.72]We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean? [00:08.27]It's the ROC, since 9-6, you

I see you in a white dress, your hair blows in the wind You're walking barefoot in the grass and summer's come again Fields of sweet lavender, Provence in the sun All is forgiven, all is one I will sit and watch you, I will paint the scene I will tra

Ils s'étaient revus quelquefois Ils avaient dîné au hasard Toujours dans le quartier chinois Comme aux premiers jours de l'histoire Elle avait changé mais pas lui Qui renversait les mêmes chop suey À peu près sur les mêmes habits En évoquant les même

doe breaks the ice on the frozen lake snow mist hides the sun the dark of the night will grow stronger and winter has begun shall I stay and wait out the bitter cold shall I travel to warmer climes as I watch the geese fly to their winter home I will

No worries I don't have a single care today Everything is gonna go my way No worries Don't hurry I can love you girl the whole night long Play guitar for you and sing my songs No, no, no, no worries If life brings rain, we'll grow roses It don't matt

Sad song of frenchtown,Hamony and rhyme Blind man walks the street, silver cane beating out time Saxophone plays a haunting tune Magnolia blossom, heavy perfume He stands at the window, looking out of the street A dark-skinned lady lies in his bed, r

[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:09.68]Si le vent pousse les nuages, [00:11.59]On apercevra le soleil, [00:13.68]Et l'on pourra tourner la page, [00:15.80]De ces matins, pauvres réveils, [00:18.01]Ces matins qui gardent en otage, [00:20.27]Nos envies au fond d'