CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Farewell Angelina
Farewell, Angelina
The bells of the crown are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles and the music plays slow
Farewell, Angelina, the night is on fire and I must go
There's no use in talking, there's no need for blame
There is nothing to prove, everything still is the same
The table stands empty at the edge of the stream
But farewell, Angelina
The sky's changing colors and I must leave
The jacks and the queens, they forsake the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is folding, I'll see you after a while
See the cross-eyed pirate sits perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
The corporals and neighbors clap and cheer with each blast
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is trembling and I must leave fast
King Kong, little elves in the rooftops, they dance
Valentino-type tangos with a hero's clean hands
Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is flooding over and I must be gone
The camouflaged parrot, he flutters from fear
When something he doesn't know about suddenly appears
What cannot be imitated perfect must die
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is flooding over and I must go where it is dry
Machine guns are roaring and puppets heave rocks
At misunderstood visions and at the faces of clocks
Call me any name you like, I will never deny it
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is erupting and I must go where it's quiet
The bells of the crown are being stolen by bandits
I must follow the sound
The triangle tingles and the music plays slow
Farewell, Angelina, the night is on fire and I must go
There's no use in talking, there's no need for blame
There is nothing to prove, everything still is the same
The table stands empty at the edge of the stream
But farewell, Angelina
The sky's changing colors and I must leave
The jacks and the queens, they forsake the courtyard
Fifty-two gypsies now file past the guard
In the space where the deuce and the ace once ran wild
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is folding, I'll see you after a while
See the cross-eyed pirate sits perched in the sun
Shooting tin cans with a sawed-off shotgun
The corporals and neighbors clap and cheer with each blast
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is trembling and I must leave fast
King Kong, little elves in the rooftops, they dance
Valentino-type tangos with a hero's clean hands
Shut the eyes of the dead not to embarrass anyone
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is flooding over and I must be gone
The camouflaged parrot, he flutters from fear
When something he doesn't know about suddenly appears
What cannot be imitated perfect must die
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is flooding over and I must go where it is dry
Machine guns are roaring and puppets heave rocks
At misunderstood visions and at the faces of clocks
Call me any name you like, I will never deny it
Farewell, Angelina
The sky is erupting and I must go where it's quiet
