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Mar 16, 2005 23:48
Le Pont Mirabeau (
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jenjenen
March 17 2005, 07:58:08 UTC
translate, see-voo play? ; P
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lakshigiorgi
March 17 2005, 13:35:51 UTC
ha - nice correction in terms:
pont = bridge...a certain one in paris (very pretty)
under le pont mirabeau flows the Seine
and our loves
Is it necessary that I remember
That joy always comes after pain?
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Hand in hand, face to face
Whereas underneath
the bridge of our arms pass
The wave so soft
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Love goes by like flowing water
Love goes by
How slow is life!
And how hope is violent!
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Days pass by, along with weeks
Neither time gone by
Nor does love come back
Under le pont Mirabeau flows the Seine
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Its hard to translate the feel, I can only do text...its slow and flowing though...
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pont = bridge...a certain one in paris (very pretty)
under le pont mirabeau flows the Seine
and our loves
Is it necessary that I remember
That joy always comes after pain?
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Hand in hand, face to face
Whereas underneath
the bridge of our arms pass
The wave so soft
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Love goes by like flowing water
Love goes by
How slow is life!
And how hope is violent!
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Days pass by, along with weeks
Neither time gone by
Nor does love come back
Under le pont Mirabeau flows the Seine
Come night, sound the hour
Days pass by, I stay
Its hard to translate the feel, I can only do text...its slow and flowing though...
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