The Fall - Terry Waite Sez - translation of the lyrics into French

Lyrics and translation The Fall - Terry Waite Sez




Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
Give us a ring, give us a ring kid
Appelle-moi, appelle-moi mon garçon
Mister Big
Monsieur Grand
Sounding sour and frustrated
Sonnant aigre et frustré
With the pressure of his own life.
Avec la pression de sa propre vie.
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
What are those trees
Que sont ces arbres
Painted white jobs
Peints en blanc
Silvered something
Argenté quelque chose
Silvered something
Argenté quelque chose
50 plus
50 plus
Out to heal provincial pus
Pour guérir le pus provincial
Let the real reverend walk
Laisse le vrai révérend marcher
He says and does
Il dit et il fait
He plans but they won't let him in
Il planifie mais ils ne le laisseront pas entrer
Terry Waite Sez
Terry Waite dit
Terry Waite!
Terry Waite!





Writer(s): Mark E Smith, Brix E Smith, Mark Edward Smith, Laura Elisse Salenger Smith


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