ترانه:
Magda

ترجمه: ماگدا. مرده است برای به سایت.

d'amour Rouge 75 Paris Paris violet Magda, Magda, Magda Tu vas quand meme pas demander La permission a ta mere Pour te tirer en beaute Avec moi Magda

I've been alive forever And I wrote the very first song I put the words and the melodies together I am music and I write the songs I write the songs

Her name was Lola, she was a showgirl With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there She would meringue and do the Cha-Cha And while she

We're goin' hoppin', we're goin' hoppin' today Where things are poppin' the Philadelphia way We're gonna drop in on all the music they play On the bandstand

We dreamers have our ways Of facin' rainy days And somehow we survive We keep the feelings warm Protect them from the storm Until our time arrives Then

You know I can't smile without you I can't smile without you I can't laugh and I can't sing I'm finding it hard to do anything You see, I feel sad when

Time, you found time enough to love And I found love enough to hold you So tonight, I'll stir the fire you feel inside Until the flames of love enfold

Doctor my woman is comin' back home late today Could you maybe give me something? 'Cause the feelin' is gone And I must get it back right away Before