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10 comments:
"Un mendiant assis sur un tas d'Or"...
Mais c'est moi, ça ; exactement moi !
Moi qui, les mains tendues et l'âme implorante, quémande de l'amour à tout vent et venant.
Alors que l'Amour... j'y baigne dedans !
Comment m'as-tu reconnue, fish-fish ?
Isabelle
Oui, bienvenue au club.
Merci Isabelle, comme tu dis vrai...
Bises à tous les deux.
" Quand j'étais à la recherche de solutions
J'ai trouvé que la réponse réside en moi .....
Sur le sable doré ...
Venez vous joindre à moi !
STAND UP ! "
C'est toi qui écrit les textes Fish-Fish ?
La musique est géniale. Merci.
eh oui membre du même club...
merci pour tes messages musicaux de réveil !
I didnt know when I was lucky
Discontented feeling bad
Filled with envy
For possessions other people had
I found my pride had always hurt me
Fought the world to gain control
Not realising
I was sitting on a beach of gold
Oh lord Im a poor man
With all the riches I can hold
Im a beggar
And Im sitting on a beach of gold
The problems I encountered
Gave me strength helped me sustain
To know the pleasure
First I had to cure the pain
When I was searching for solutions
I found the answer lay in me
Im a drifter
But Im drifting on a silver sea
Oh lord Im a poor man
With all the riches I can hold
Im a beggar
And Im sitting on a beach of gold
I didnt have courage
My life was as dark as night
When alone in the darkness
I saw the brightest light
Let the light shine down
Are you out there now on empty
Feel youve nothing left to give
Sick of trying
Have you lost the will to live?
Dont be drowning in the shallows
With the beach so near at hand
Hear the voice say
Stand up get up
And join me on the gilded sand
Come and join me on the beach
With all the riches I can hold
Cause Im a beggar
And Im sitting on a beach of gold
Oh lord Im a poor man
With all the riches I can hold
Im a beggar
Im sitting on a beach of gold
My children my salvation
The father to this man
Theyre my teachers
Playing on the golden sand
With my family all around me
Ive all the riches I can hold
Im a beggar
Sitting on a beach of gold
Oh lord Im a poor man
With all the riches I can hold
Im a beggar
Sitting on a beach of gold
Grâce à toi Fish je sens que vais progresser ..... en anglais !!
Bonne soirée et merci.
Oh lord Im a poor clown, but when J really see that, J begin to laugh a little...
J-P goldo-beggar-petto
Impayable goldo-petto !
Bises à tous les deux.
touché, non-parable sabro-petto
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