Lyrics:
En Foret

(Kirsty MacColl) Chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas Dans le parking tous les amoureux Ecoutez bien dans la foret de mimosas L'air deborde de cris

In a quaint French restaurant In a village at dark Waitress sings, I picked a violet from my mothers grave. In the streets the children play Like the

: He, j'crois j'ai besoin d'un peu d'air frais, D'une ballade en foret !? J'sais plus trop c'que j'fais, La vie use ! He, j'aime pas du tout c'que j

: How did I end up here curled up on this couch? where did you learn such a bold wink whisking me off to your bedroom? mousey toy this continent is lit

: You are my son and i am saturn do you see it? this is you and me i want you to know as youre being eaten the lights will be on and that this is you

: Black phoebe theres a candle in my window black phoebe its all inside of you black phoebe theres a candle in my window baby captain i hope those teary

: Shut up shut up i wanna hear that pin pricking shut up shut up i wanna hear that nail scrape shut up shut up up your insipid voice shut up shut up

: A witch has come from under the ocean and with a pointed and sharp finger snatched my baby by the crook of her jaw and hooked her breath away and bloated

In a quaint French restaurant In a village at dark Waitress sings, I picked a violet from my mothers grave. In the streets the children play Like the