Paroles The Philanthropist de Saddles
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Textes et Paroles de The Philanthropist
There was a bright white day in white fields,
White baled up like hay.
And I was frolicking with a woman in that field.
Brushing crumbs of cake and dried up milk cups,
I am fumbling to find a way to write this down for you.
See, I was a man of letters in my mind,
But in letters I find I am struggling to speak mine. Oh my...
And there was a deep dark time before that find on cover white
When I was frolicking with a woman through the night.
There was a fast white day with bloody screams and coffee stains.
We were laughing loud, but laughing still in vain.
Pushing calls of days when we'd fill fields with sweaty smiles
But hey, you were toiling in a field of your own.
See, I was a man of morals in my mind,
But more often I find I am struggling to keep mine. Oh my!
But there was a bright white time before that fright on cover white,
When I was frolicking with a woman in the light.
And there was a distant time
With heater high and shackle tight
When I was tossing and turning through the night.
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- Nouvelles paroles :
- Le lit sauvage - Quand vint la grâce - Vive les tamalous - Après les Drapeaux - L'age des possibles - DON'T STOP JAMMIN'
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- Nouveaux artistes :
- Sébastien PERRIN - Dominique Fidanza - BIGA*RANX - Albert Babin - Guylaine et Celine Royer - Caroline Levasseur
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- Meilleur classement :
- Comme un boomerang - La nuit je mens - Fais dodo, Colas mon p'tit frère - Céline - La montagne - You Know Who You Are
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