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Me
ditruisant doucement avec sa chanson
There is a long length time
I then motionless to point out to me
How the music made me the smile.
And I knew that if I had the chance
I could incite the people to dance
And perhaps they would be happy during one moment.
But February made me the shiver
With each paper which I would deliver.
Bad news on the threshold
I could not take more measure
I then not to recall me if I cried
When I was informed of his widowed the bride
But something deeply touched me inside
The day when the music died.
So secondary, secondary, Miss Black and white American.
With controlled my Chevy with the lifting
But the lifting was dry
They that the good old men boys
Drank whiskey and rye, singing
"This will be the day that I die. It will be the day that I die."
Were you written the book of the love
And you rely on God above
If the bible says to you thus?
Can it believes you in the rock'n'roll
And the music to back up your heart mortal
And can you teach me how to dance true slow down?
Well, I know that you are in the love with him
Causes that I saw you dancing in gymnastics.
You both gave a kick in addition to your shoes
Man, I dig them rate/rhythm and blue!
I was a male of teenager isolated from broncin
With a pink eyelet and a truck of collecting,
But I knew that then I was out of the chance
the day when the music died.
We sang... (chorus)
Maintaining for ten years we were all alone
And foam grows large on a stone of bearing
But it is not how it was accustomed to being
When the joker sang for the king and the queen
In a coat it borrowed from the senior of James
And a voice who came from you and of me
And while the king looked to the bottom
The joker stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was raised; no verdict was turned over.
And while Lennon read a book of Marx
The four-bit byte practised in park
And we sang with dirges in the darkness
the day the dead music.
We sang... (chorus)
The skelter of Helter, in summer choke
The birds flew safe from radioactive fallout
Eight miles top and falling quickly
It unloaded stinking on grass
The players tested for a passage forwards
With the joker on the sidelines in a cast iron
Well, the air part-time was soft perfume
While the sergeants played an air to go
We very rose to dance, but we never obtained the chance
Since the players tried to take the zone
The tape to go refused to pay
Do you remember what was indicated
the day when the music died?
We began to sing... (chorus)
And there we all were in a place
A generation destroyed in space
Without the hour to still start on the left
Thus advanced, Jack, either nimble, Jack or rapid
The flash of Jack rested on a candlestick because
Fire is the only friend of the devil.
And bus I observed it on the stage
My hands were tight in fists of the fury
No angel supported in the hell could break which charms of Satan.
And while the flames rose high in the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw that Satan laughing with the pleasure
the day when the music died.
He sang... (chorus)
I met a girl who sang the blue ones
And I asked him for some happy news
But it smiled just and turned far.
I am descended to the crowned memory
Before where I heard the music of the years,
But the man there said that the music would not play.
And in the streets the children shouted
The in love ones cried and the poets dreamed.
Not a word was not spoken. Very of church the bells were broken.
And the three men I admired the majority
The father, wire and the holy backup computer
Which they caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died.
They sang...
Secondary, secondary, Miss Black and white American.
With controlled my Chevy with the lifting
But the lifting was dry
They that the good old men boys
Drank whiskey and rye, singing
"This will be the day that I die. It will be the day that I die."
Secondary, secondary, Miss Black and white American.
With controlled my Chevy with the lifting
But the lifting was dry
They that the good old men boys
Drank whiskey and rye, singing "This will be the day that I die."
Soyez prudent, et ne mangez rien que vous ne devriez
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