paroles de chanson The Future (Conclusion): Song Without Words - Frank Sinatra

[Alto solo by Beverly Jenkins]
(chorus)(Your imagination has an awful lot to give)(If our right to live were yours hauntingly)(full musical interlude with chorus)(brief transition)If a man has a story that he badly needs to tell, A man's imagination makes a lovely wishing well,(make a wish, make a wish)I wish I could write a song everyone alive could understand,(A song that a Frenchman could sing to a Spaniard)(A song that a German could sing to a Russian)(A song that if ever you'd sing, you are king)(Wouldn't it be wonderful, won't it be grand)To write a song that the whole wide world could understand.(lala, lalala, lala, lala, lalala, lala)(lalalala, lalalala, lala, lalala, lalala)lalala, lalalala, lala, lalala, lalalala, lala)lalala, lalalala, lala, lalala. lalala)(music and repeat)
[Gonna find me a gypsy and get my fortune told,]
[I'm gonna say, please missus gypsy, tell me what the future will hold]
(Tell us what the future will hold.)