CORRIGER LES PAROLES
This flat I occupy
Hasn't been this warm for weeks
And as the colour returns to everywhere
Apart from these pallid cheeks
And as the cat around my ankles
Its tail once more is curled
It's big news in a little world
And when the single hair, it germinates
From the very end of nose
I, the stricken carrier
Are the only one who knows
The direction of that crooked branch
Always points and grows
Is to the graveyard
You see, big news these days
Is headlines only when
The traffic stops on London Bridge
The clock hands on Big Ben
Paroles : Big News in a Little World
This flat I occupy
Hasn't been this warm for weeks
And as the colour returns to everywhere
Apart from these pallid cheeks
And as the cat around my ankles
Its tail once more is curled
It's big news in a little world
And when the single hair, it germinates
From the very end of nose
I, the stricken carrier
Are the only one who knows
The direction of that crooked branch
Always points and grows
Is to the graveyard
You see, big news these days
Is headlines only when
The traffic stops on London Bridge
The clock hands on Big Ben
