paroles de chanson Constellations (Live) - Jack Johnson , Eddie Vedder
                                                The 
                                                light 
                                                was 
                                                leaving, 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                west 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                children's 
                                                laughter 
                                                sang
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                skipping 
                                                just 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                stones 
                                                they 
                                                threw
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                voices 
                                                echoed 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                waves, 
                                                it's 
                                                getting 
                                                late
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                was 
                                                just 
                                                another 
                                                night 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                sunset
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                moon 
                                                rise 
                                                not 
                                                too 
                                                far 
                                                behind 
                                                to 
                                                give 
                                                us 
                                                just 
                                                enough 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                lay 
                                                down 
                                                underneath 
                                                the 
                                                stars, 
                                                we 
                                                listened 
                                                to 
                                                papa's 
                                                translations
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                stories 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                sky, 
                                                we 
                                                drew 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                constellations
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                west 
                                                winds 
                                                often 
                                                last 
                                                too 
                                                long
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                when 
                                                they 
                                                calm 
                                                down 
                                                nothing 
                                                ever 
                                                feels 
                                                the 
                                                same
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sheltered 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                Kamani 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                passing 
                                                rain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Clouds 
                                                keep 
                                                moving 
                                                to 
                                                uncover 
                                                the 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stars 
                                                up 
                                                above 
                                                us 
                                                chasing 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                find 
                                                the 
                                                stories 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                sometimes 
                                                need
 
                                    
                                
                                                Listen 
                                                close 
                                                enough 
                                                and 
                                                all 
                                                else 
                                                fades, 
                                                fades 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                was 
                                                just 
                                                another 
                                                night 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                sunset
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                moon 
                                                rise 
                                                not 
                                                so 
                                                far 
                                                behind 
                                                to 
                                                give 
                                                us 
                                                just 
                                                enough 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                lay 
                                                down 
                                                underneath 
                                                the 
                                                stars, 
                                                listen 
                                                to 
                                                all 
                                                translations
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                stories 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                sky, 
                                                we 
                                                drew 
                                                our 
                                                own 
                                                constellations
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Island Style
2 Better Together - Live
3 A Pirate Looks At Forty (Live)
4 Constellations (Live)
5 Let It Be Sung (Live)
6 I Shall Be Released
7 Further On Down the Road
8 High Tide Or Low Tide
9 Welcome To Jamrock - Live
10 Cry Cry Cry - Live
11 Breakdown - Live
12 Blue Eyes Crying In the Rain - Live
13 Mudfootball
14 Take It Easy
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