Lyrics:
Griffes

-taulard L'homme a qui on refuse le droit de decision N'est qu'une moitie d'homme. Il se soumettra ou se revoltera. Sors, Allez, sors, Sors tes griffes

-taulard L'homme a qui on refuse le droit de decision N'est qu'une moitie d'homme. Il se soumettra ou se revoltera. Sors, Allez, sors, Sors tes griffes

Light it up, baby Light up that fire ?Cause I don't know what's gonna save me From the cold now And these sorrows I'm crying over And these sorrows I

I'm no kid in a kid's game Did what I did, I got no one to blame But I don't give up, no, I don't ever give up It's all I got, it's my claim to fame

Have you ever been baptized in the cool winter water On a Sunday morning, when the sky was gray? We filed out of the churchyard, so cold, it was silver

Maybe one day, along the way You'll remember me, on this island Smiling at you, how I used to Maybe one day, you'll remember And it won't be sad to think

I went up to the mountain Because you asked me to Up over the clouds To where the sky was blue I could see all around me Everywhere I could see all around

You know you've done enough when every bone is sore You know you've prayed enough when you don't ask any more You know you're coming to some kind of understanding

I am no longer young, I'm an old man's daughter We got caught with the sun going down We spent most of our days adrift on the water That's how I know