Every jukebox that I see holds a memory for me And I cry along with every tune I play My radio is always on I know the words to every song But I still
I want so much to believe the things you're sayin' but I know if I did I'd be a fool That bottle on the table is the reason it's the wine that's talkin
Translation: Jean Carne. Do not cry for him.
Translation: Shepard, Jean. I Can't Cry Him Away.
Translation: Shepard, Jean. It's The Wine That's Talkin'.
Ne pleure pas Lorelei Lorsque Berlin chavire Quand Brandenburg delire Jusqu'a nous separer Ne pleure pas Lorelei Lorsque le mur se hisse Comme une cicatrice