paroles de chanson Gypsy Melody - Noël Coward
                                                Passing 
                                                    a 
                                                song 
                                                to 
                                                you 
                                                both 
                                                sad 
                                                and 
                                                true
 
                                    
                                
                                                About 
                                                    a 
                                                highly 
                                                born 
                                                Hungarian
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                gypsy 
                                                blood 
                                                was 
                                                red 
                                                her 
                                                blood 
                                                was 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                very 
                                                definitely 
                                                Arian
 
                                    
                                
                                                She 
                                                loved 
                                                    a 
                                                proletarian
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                valley 
                                                far 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                gypsy 
                                                minstrel 
                                                came 
                                                to 
                                                play
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                serenade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everyone 
                                                from 
                                                far 
                                                and 
                                                near
 
                                    
                                
                                                Collected 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                woods 
                                                to 
                                                hear
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                tune 
                                                he 
                                                played
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wild 
                                                and 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                haunting 
                                                melody
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enchanted 
                                                maid 
                                                and 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                Young 
                                                and 
                                                old 
                                                believed 
                                                the 
                                                tales 
                                                he 
                                                told
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                joined 
                                                his 
                                                caravan
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                most 
                                                impulsive 
                                                foolish 
                                                man
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                troubles 
                                                then 
                                                began
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rain 
                                                soon 
                                                brought 
                                                them 
                                                home 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                longer 
                                                wild 
                                                and 
                                                free
 
                                    
                                
                                                Snow 
                                                and 
                                                hail
 
                                    
                                
                                                Had 
                                                made 
                                                that 
                                                nightingale
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sound 
                                                very 
                                                much 
                                                off 
                                                key
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sorry 
                                                tale 
                                                you 
                                                will 
                                                agree
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                fools 
                                                these 
                                                mortals 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                one 
                                                poor 
                                                lady 
                                                left 
                                                her 
                                                heart 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                from 
                                                that 
                                                moment 
                                                life 
                                                was 
                                                sad 
                                                for 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                Naught 
                                                could 
                                                bring 
                                                comfort 
                                                to 
                                                her 
                                                troubled 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Which 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                whole 
                                                was 
                                                very 
                                                bad 
                                                for 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                is 
                                                why
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                any 
                                                gypsy 
                                                passing 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                She'd 
                                                always 
                                                sigh:
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Play 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                gypsy 
                                                melody 
                                                from 
                                                far 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                echo 
                                                wild 
                                                and 
                                                gay
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                forgotten 
                                                yesterday
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                lonely 
                                                heart 
                                                can 
                                                still 
                                                remember
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                magic 
                                                nights 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                open 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                gypsy 
                                                play 
                                                for 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                song 
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                until 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                lonely 
                                                heart 
                                                can 
                                                still 
                                                remember
 
                                    
                                
                                                Those 
                                                magic 
                                                nights 
                                                beneath 
                                                the 
                                                open 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                gypsy 
                                                play 
                                                for 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                song 
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                until 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Play Orchestra Play
2 A Room with a View
3 Mads Dogs and Englishmen
4 Could You Please Oblige Us With A Bren Gun
5 Poor Little Rich Girl
6 Mrs Worthington
7 The Stately Homes Of England
8 Something To Do With Spring
9 Lover Of My Dreams (Mirabelle Waltz)
10 Medley: Parisian Pierrot; Poor Little Rich Girl; a Room With a View; Dance Little Lady; Someday I'll Find You
11 Dance Little Lady
12 Where Are The Songs We Sang?
13 We Were So Young
14 I'll See You Again
15 Dearest Love
16 Fare Thee Well
17 Gypsy Melody
18 Half-Caste Woman
19 Just Let Me Look At You
20 Medley: Poor Little Rich Girl; Zigeuner; Dear Little Café; the Call of Life; Tokay; World Weary; Caballero; Green Carnation; I'll See You Again
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