paroles de chanson Esmeralda - Lipbone Redding

The moon is the hope of the night
Music is all that is right
In the morning I waited on San Pedro Square
Sound of church bells, churangos, and children
Filled the air
Then I heard a girl laughing, sounded like you
Esmeralda...
But you were not there

Esmeralda, does you dreamboat await
With his flash spats and brass gramophone?

Esmeralda, as your steamboat sets sail, the fair
"Amazonian Swan"
If the band plays "Bon Voyage" out of time, out of tune
In minor tones
You can lay all the blame on my drunken trombone

The moon is the hope of the night
Tonight the jungle seems quiet
And your steam whistle's blowing
I'm crazy just knowing
That champagne and silver suspenders
Have changed your mind

Esmeralda, does your dreamboat await
With his flash spats and brass gramophone?

Esmeralda, as your steamboat sets sail
The fair "Amazonian Swan"
If the band plays "Bon Voyage" out of time
Out of tune, in minor tones

If the band leader's angry, and its all over-blown
The monkeys howl, and the river birds have all flown
If the jungle goes crazy and the jaguars moan
And I'm getting dirty looks from the sousaphone

Esmeralda, Esmeralda
Esmeralda, Esmeralda

You can lay all the blame on my drunken trombone