Took a night flight from the city Saw the daylight in Milano Twenty four hours to breathe it in To go up there into the cafe That's when I saw her face
Milan, oh! madrid, chicago, paris I searched and I searched again I turned around to see if you were looking back I saw your eyes and fell in love I
to do with anything I?ve had to drink There?s something wrong with the way I think I know I can, I know I can I?m fine when I am with my own hand Never use my rusted gun of Milan
And then there were uniforms We're marching in Milan We're marching in Milan
Milan, oh! Madrid, Chicago, Paris I searched and I searched again I turned around to see if you were looking back I saw your eyes and fell in love
le plafond blanc les yeux grands ouverts, A quoi pensais tu ce soir la ? Ta voix, lentement, repart en arriere tu reviens sur les premiers pas; La gare de milan
Don't say good bye Don't say good bye Don't make me cry Don't make me cry... Don't say good bye... I used to think it was ok Now i don't know what could
to do with anything I've had to drink It's something wrong with the way I think I know I can, I know I can I'm fine when I am with my own hands Never used my rusted gun of Milan
ترجمه: هنر خشک. تفنگ زنگ زده میلان.
ترجمه: بارنی. میلان و سگ (نسخه 2005).
ترجمه: جی چو. سکته قلبی شبکه د شیائو جیانگ کراوات (کوچک اهنگر میلان).
ترجمه: جان ، التون. راهپیمایی در میلان.
ترجمه: جی جی جوهانسون. میلان ، رئال مادرید ، شیکاگو ، پاریس.
Que le temps passe Un peu trop vite De devoir m?aimer pour la vie Qu?elle te revienne D?amour en fuite Que tu t?eprennes Comme les femmes changent d?avis
A bout de souffle j'ai balance les cendriers A chacun d'ces conbats moi J'Essaie d'arreter Les trains s'en vont sans moi je prend le temps qui passe L
Je dessinerai ton prenom partout sur les murs Sur le goudron vendalise a la peinture Je descendrai dans la rue pour manifester Insurrection, garde a vue
A l'heure ou l'on s'endort enlaces quand on s'aime sous les draps il me reprendra son corps pour moi toutes les nuits sont les memes j'entends ses
Le goudron par-terre qui se colle a vos pieds, poussieres au fond de l'air qu'on s'epuise a respirer, le desert qui refuse de fleurir. Le coeur a la
