Translation: Nougaro, Claude. At Your Tits (St. Thomas).
en veux qu'a tes seins Je ne veux parler qu'a tes seins ! Sur Terre un peu partout, retentit le tocsin Je fais l'escalade vers des sommets plus sains Je m'eleve vers tes seins
'Cause I put her through hell Still she forces a smile She's got to be a saint Lord know that I ain't I finally realize Right before my eyes Here is a saint
I rolled my daddy's truck off the Dickson Ville curve After drinkin' my fifth beer And I fed hogs tryin' to pay him off For most of my senior year I
The Lord is in His holy temple Let all the earth keep silence before Him Keep silence, keep silence Keep silence before Him Keep silence before Him
Staring out of his window as the world rushes by Arthur Robinson closes the glass and replies "I dream of ballerinas and I don't know why but I see, Cadillac
Bless the Lord, oh my soul and all that is within me I will bless His holy name Bless the Lord, oh my soul and all that is within me I will bless His
C'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'c'mon C'mon, c'mon, c
Come on, come on, come, come on. come on, come on, come, come on. come on, Come on, come, come on. come on, come on, come, come on. come on, come on,
Serpent tongue speaks to me Of a man from southern land How ancient gods are enemies But I don't understand Hippocratic voice of love Talk of peace and
quot; The cripple on the corner cried out "penny, nickels for your pity" Them gasoline boys down-town, they sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint
Who am I that the song of God would shine on me And bring His light into my dark Even though I?m a runner and I like to hide He found His way into my
I will bless His holy name Everything in me will do the same All that's inside this dusty frame Will bless His name I will bless His holy name Whether
Serpent tongue speaks to me Of a man from southern land How ancient Gods are enemies But I don't understand Hippocritic voice of love talks of peace
crew dejante, prends tes jambes a ton coup, Seine-Saint-Isou! REFRAIN Et non ici c'est: Saint-Denis, Saint-Denis, Fon-fonky fresh Saint-Denis, Saint
You rush me into your apartment, The glow of your bedroom ahead. Your spirit was warm when I touched you, We think alike to live alike, yeah. Breathe
[Chorus:] Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless His holy name. [Verse:] He has done great things, He has done great things, He
