Malcolm McLaren - Paris Paris - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Malcolm McLaren - Paris Paris




Paris Paris
Paris Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Feelings so close to my heart
Feelings so close to my heart
Barman dans le shaker, d′abord de l'élégance
Bartender in the shaker, first of elegance
Un trait de Sacré-Coeur et deux doight de Doisneau
A touch of Sacre-Coeur and two fingers of Doisneau
Une Piaf, quelques moineaux et Joséphine Baker...
A Piaf, a few sparrows and Josephine Baker...
une de Prévert, mais sans raton-laveur
Over there one from Prévert, but no raccoon
Prenons un dernier verre pres Bateau lavoir
Let's have a last drink near Bateau lavoir
Une Sinone de Beauvoir et deux singes en hiver...
A Simone de Beauvoir and two monkeys in winter...
Last night was made for love
Last night was made for love
Mettez trois notes de jazz dans un quatier latin
Put three notes of jazz in a Latin quarter
Un menu sur l′ardoise un fond d'un bar-tabac
A menu on the slate a background of a bar-tabac
Et la résille d'un bas sur un genou qu on croise
And the mesh of a stocking on a knee that we come across
Oh Baby, just take my frozen hands and hear me say
Oh Baby, just take my frozen hands and hear me say
Don′t let me turn to sand and blow away
Don't let me turn to sand and blow away
Though this crowded desert called Paris
Though this crowded desert called Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Feelings so close to my heart
Feelings so close to my heart
Un zeste de Javanaise, un tour de
A zest of Java, a turn of
Moulin Rouge et deux de Notre-Dame
Moulin Rouge and two of Notre-Dame
Nappé de macadam, décoré d′un chaland
Covered with macadam, decorated with a barca
D'Anvers ou d′Amsterdam un canal, Arletty
From Antwerp or Amsterdam a canal, Arletty
Oh Baby, just hold this lonely fan and hear him say
Oh Baby, just hold this lonely fan and hear him say
Don't let me turn to sand and blow away
Don't let me turn to sand and blow away
Though this crowded desert called Paris
Though this crowded desert called Paris
Sans doute la seule femme qui pouvait dire
Without a doubt the only woman who could say
"Paname"
"Paname"
I feel love, Paris Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Feelings so close to my heart
Feelings so close to my heart
Mettez trois notes de jazz dans un quatier latin
Put three notes of jazz in a Latin quarter
Un menu sur l′ardoise un fond d'un bar-tabac
A menu on the slate a background of a bar-tabac
Et la résille d′un bas sur un genou qu on croise
And the mesh of a stocking on a knee that we come across
I feel love, Paris Paris
I feel love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Love to love, Paris Paris
Feelings so close to my heart
Feelings so close to my heart
Saupoudrez, pour finir, de poussière du métro
Sprinkle, to finish, with dust from the subway
Mais n'en prenez pas trop, Paris perdrait son âme
But don't take too much, Paris would lose its soul





Writer(s): M. Mclaren, D. Mcneil, L. Gorman, D. Makaga


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