Monday, December 27, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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What It Used To Love? " (Edith Piaf)
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what good is love?
We always tell stories
senseless.
What's the point of loving?
Love is not explained,
is something like that, it comes
Who knows where
And suddenly you take.
Me, I heard
That love hurts
What love makes you cry.
What's the point of loving?
Love what is it? A
give us joy
With tears in his eyes,
It's sad and wonderful.
Yet it is often said
Love is disappointing
There's one in two
Who is ever happy.
Even when it was The love we lost
You had left a taste of honey.
Love is eternal.
It's all very nice,
But when all is finished
You just nothing
an immense sorrow.
Everything now seems
Te tearing
Tomorrow will be for you a memory of joy.
In short, if I understand
Without love in life,
Without these joys, the sorrows,
vaicu was for nothing.
And yes, look at me,
Every time I think I'll believe
And Always.
It used to love it. But you're
the last
But you're the first,
Before you there was nothing
With you I am well.
You're what I wanted,
is you that I needed,
Thee j'aim'rai always
It used to love it. 
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what good is love?
We always tell stories
senseless.
What's the point of loving?
Love is not explained,
is something like that, it comes
Who knows where
And suddenly you take.
Me, I heard
That love hurts
What love makes you cry.
What's the point of loving?
Love what is it? A
give us joy
With tears in his eyes,
It's sad and wonderful.
Yet it is often said
Love is disappointing
There's one in two
Who is ever happy.
Even when it was The love we lost
You had left a taste of honey.
Love is eternal.
It's all very nice,
But when all is finished
You just nothing
an immense sorrow.
Everything now seems
Te tearing
Tomorrow will be for you a memory of joy.
In short, if I understand
Without love in life,
Without these joys, the sorrows,
vaicu was for nothing.
And yes, look at me,
Every time I think I'll believe
And Always.
It used to love it. But you're
the last
But you're the first,
Before you there was nothing
With you I am well.
You're what I wanted,
is you that I needed,
Thee j'aim'rai always
It used to love it.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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The Red Nosed Reindeer
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When snow covers the green Finland,
And that reindeers cross the land ,
The wind in the night
the herd still speaks about him.
was called Red Nose
Oh he was so cute,
The little red nosed reindeer,
Red like a snuff.
His little nose was making laugh
Everyone was laughing a lot,
We even said That he loved drinking a bit sudden.
A fairy heard him Crying in the night
To comfort him she said
Come to paradise tonight.
Like an angel Red Nose
You drive in the sky
With your little red nose
The carriage of Santa Claus.
When his brothers saw a brisk pace if
Following very dignified the roads of the sky.
Facing his revels, more than a reindeer were absolutely amazed.
was called Red Nose
Oh he was so cute, the little
red-nosed reindeer,
Red like a snuff. Now he leads
His chariot across the heavens, He is the king
reindeer
And his nose make others envious. You girls and boys
For the big night,
If you know your lessons
Once ring midnight.
This little dot that moves
Like a star in heaven That
the nose of Red Nose
Announcing Santa Claus. 
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When snow covers the green Finland,
And that reindeers cross the land ,
The wind in the night
the herd still speaks about him.
was called Red Nose
Oh he was so cute,
The little red nosed reindeer,
Red like a snuff.
His little nose was making laugh
Everyone was laughing a lot,
We even said That he loved drinking a bit sudden.
A fairy heard him Crying in the night
To comfort him she said
Come to paradise tonight.
Like an angel Red Nose
You drive in the sky
With your little red nose
The carriage of Santa Claus.
When his brothers saw a brisk pace if
Following very dignified the roads of the sky.
Facing his revels, more than a reindeer were absolutely amazed.
was called Red Nose
Oh he was so cute, the little
red-nosed reindeer,
Red like a snuff. Now he leads
His chariot across the heavens, He is the king
reindeer
And his nose make others envious. You girls and boys
For the big night,
If you know your lessons
Once ring midnight.
This little dot that moves
Like a star in heaven That
the nose of Red Nose
Announcing Santa Claus.
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Christians
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Midnight, Christians is the solemn hour,
Where the God-man down until we
To erase the stain of original sin
and her father stop the anger. The whole world trembles
hope
On this night that gives him a Savior.
People kneeling, wait thy salvation.
Christmas, here is the Redeemer,
Christmas, here is the Redeemer!
From our faith that the light burning
We guide every child in the cradle
As before, a bright star
Y led the Chiefs of the East
The King of Kings is born in a humble manger
Mighty Day proud of your height, your pride
A is where a God preaches,
Bend your brows before the Redeemer!
Bend your brows before the Redeemer!
The Redeemer has overcome every obstacle:
The land is free, and heaven is open.
He sees a brother where there was a slave,
Love unites those bound in chains of iron.
Who will tell Him of our gratitude, we
For all that He is born,
He suffers and dies.
People stand up! Sing your issue,
Christmas, sing of the Redeemer,
Christmas, sing of the Redeemer! 
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Midnight, Christians is the solemn hour,
Where the God-man down until we
To erase the stain of original sin
and her father stop the anger. The whole world trembles
hope
On this night that gives him a Savior.
People kneeling, wait thy salvation.
Christmas, here is the Redeemer,
Christmas, here is the Redeemer!
From our faith that the light burning
We guide every child in the cradle
As before, a bright star
Y led the Chiefs of the East
The King of Kings is born in a humble manger
Mighty Day proud of your height, your pride
A is where a God preaches,
Bend your brows before the Redeemer!
Bend your brows before the Redeemer!
The Redeemer has overcome every obstacle:
The land is free, and heaven is open.
He sees a brother where there was a slave,
Love unites those bound in chains of iron.
Who will tell Him of our gratitude, we
For all that He is born,
He suffers and dies.
People stand up! Sing your issue,
Christmas, sing of the Redeemer,
Christmas, sing of the Redeemer!
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Midnight Angels in our campaigns
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The Angels we
sang the anthem of heaven,
And the echo of our mountains
Redit this melodious song: Gloria in Excelsis Deo
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Shepherds, this party?
What is the purpose of all these songs? What
winner, which conquest
Worth triumphant cries:
Gloria ...
They announce the birth of the liberator of Israel full recognition
And Sing
on this solemn day:
Gloria ...
us try all the happy village
Who was born under his roof
Let us give him the affectionate tribute
And our hearts and our voices: Gloria
...
Shepherds, leave your pension
Unite to their concerts,
And that your tender
Undertake the bagpipes retain the air:
Gloria ... 
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The Angels we
sang the anthem of heaven,
And the echo of our mountains
Redit this melodious song: Gloria in Excelsis Deo
(Bis)
Shepherds, this party?
What is the purpose of all these songs? What
winner, which conquest
Worth triumphant cries:
Gloria ...
They announce the birth of the liberator of Israel full recognition
And Sing
on this solemn day:
Gloria ...
us try all the happy village
Who was born under his roof
Let us give him the affectionate tribute
And our hearts and our voices: Gloria
...
Shepherds, leave your pension
Unite to their concerts,
And that your tender
Undertake the bagpipes retain the air:
Gloria ...
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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Travels by train (Grand Corps Malade)
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I reckon that the stories of love is like traveling by train
And When I see all these travelers Sometimes I be a
Why you think so many people waiting on the station platform?
Why do you think we freaked as being late?
Trains often start when we least expect
And the love story carries you through the eye of the helpless witnesses Witnesses
is your friends who tell you goodbye on the platform watching the train And
away with a worried smile
You also beckons and imagine their comments
Some people think you're qu't'as plants and not grounded
Everyone has their own prognosis for the duration of For most travel
the train will derail the first storm
The great love changes your behavior necessarily
From day one must choose your seat compartment
hallway or against the glass will have to find the right place
You choose what? A love story of first or second class?
In the first few miles you have eyes only for her face not
You calculate the window behind the parade of landscapes
t'sens You live, you t'sens light and you can not see pass the time
You're so good you got half a mind to embrace the controller
But the magic does not last long and your history is struggling
You say qu'tu not your fault and that 'It's her fault
The hum of the train and you get drunk every viage t'écoeure
qu'tu t'lèves Should you walk, you'll t'dégourdir heart
And the train it slows down to the end of ja
In your story you're more like an idiot your friends stayed at the other station to r'voir
You say that now that your ex t'appel'ras
In his diary on your behalf, it will take a quick tip-ex
merde / Someone True love stories are like train travel
And When I see all these travelers sometimes I ' aim'rais be one
qu'tant Why do you think of people waiting on the platform of the station?
Why do you think we all freaked r'tard to arrive? For many
s'résume life trying to get on the train
to know what love is and s'découvrir bouncy
For many the goal is to arrive at the correct time
For a successful trip and have access to happiness
It is easy to take a train, it is still necessary to take good
Moi chui mounted in two to three trains but it was not the right car
Because trains are temperamental and some its inaccessible
And I n'crois not all the time with the SNCF possible
There are those for which the trains are always strike
And their love stories exist only in their dreams
And there who charge into the first train without paying attention
But inevitably disappointed they descend to the next station
those
Y freak who commit because they are too emotional
For them it's too risky to hold on to the locomotive
And there qu'enchainent adventurers travel trip
Once a story is over, they attack a other page
vai me after my trip, I only suffered for months
We parted by mutual agreement but it was more than I agree
Since I burn on the platform, the j'regarde trains departing
Y has doors that open in a station but make me feel apart
Y seems merde / Someone train trips usually end badly for you
If this is the case hanging up and keeps morale
One thing is certain there will always be a terminus
Maint'nant prév'nu you are, the next time you'll take the bus ...
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I reckon that the stories of love is like traveling by train
And When I see all these travelers Sometimes I be a
Why you think so many people waiting on the station platform?
Why do you think we freaked as being late?
Trains often start when we least expect
And the love story carries you through the eye of the helpless witnesses Witnesses
is your friends who tell you goodbye on the platform watching the train And
away with a worried smile
You also beckons and imagine their comments
Some people think you're qu't'as plants and not grounded
Everyone has their own prognosis for the duration of For most travel
the train will derail the first storm
The great love changes your behavior necessarily
From day one must choose your seat compartment
hallway or against the glass will have to find the right place
You choose what? A love story of first or second class?
In the first few miles you have eyes only for her face not
You calculate the window behind the parade of landscapes
t'sens You live, you t'sens light and you can not see pass the time
You're so good you got half a mind to embrace the controller
But the magic does not last long and your history is struggling
You say qu'tu not your fault and that 'It's her fault
The hum of the train and you get drunk every viage t'écoeure
qu'tu t'lèves Should you walk, you'll t'dégourdir heart
And the train it slows down to the end of ja
In your story you're more like an idiot your friends stayed at the other station to r'voir
You say that now that your ex t'appel'ras
In his diary on your behalf, it will take a quick tip-ex
merde / Someone True love stories are like train travel
And When I see all these travelers sometimes I ' aim'rais be one
qu'tant Why do you think of people waiting on the platform of the station?
Why do you think we all freaked r'tard to arrive? For many
s'résume life trying to get on the train
to know what love is and s'découvrir bouncy
For many the goal is to arrive at the correct time
For a successful trip and have access to happiness
It is easy to take a train, it is still necessary to take good
Moi chui mounted in two to three trains but it was not the right car
Because trains are temperamental and some its inaccessible
And I n'crois not all the time with the SNCF possible
There are those for which the trains are always strike
And their love stories exist only in their dreams
And there who charge into the first train without paying attention
But inevitably disappointed they descend to the next station
those
Y freak who commit because they are too emotional
For them it's too risky to hold on to the locomotive
And there qu'enchainent adventurers travel trip
Once a story is over, they attack a other page
vai me after my trip, I only suffered for months
We parted by mutual agreement but it was more than I agree
Since I burn on the platform, the j'regarde trains departing
Y has doors that open in a station but make me feel apart
Y seems merde / Someone train trips usually end badly for you
If this is the case hanging up and keeps morale
One thing is certain there will always be a terminus
Maint'nant prév'nu you are, the next time you'll take the bus ...
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Good Resolutions (La Grande Sophie)
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Good resolutions
over me head
Each year I intend to achieve perfection
From graze all vertices
Good resolutions
I filled wheelbarrows
And it is competition
The biggest decisions
spread on notebooks
{Refrain:} When
just the month of January I swim
Even in the month of February I swim
And every year I'm just passing
Besides my promises
happens when the Summer enrages
I only brew damage
Stir air until next winter
Other resolutions
I'm an idealist
So I make lists
That I never applies
I will beg my
Cold as an icicle
They are so diverse
And showers fall
As revolutions
Good
resolutions set at rest my mind
I quit smoking I will work
A little more
This year I do sports I organize myself and I save
I'm working and still work
I store everything I'll try
In have a good time and this time at the right time I'm getting better
I take care of my body I'm positive I
initiatives
{Refrain:} 
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Good resolutions
over me head
Each year I intend to achieve perfection
From graze all vertices
Good resolutions
I filled wheelbarrows
And it is competition
The biggest decisions
spread on notebooks
{Refrain:} When
just the month of January I swim
Even in the month of February I swim
And every year I'm just passing
Besides my promises
happens when the Summer enrages
I only brew damage
Stir air until next winter
Other resolutions
I'm an idealist
So I make lists
That I never applies
I will beg my
Cold as an icicle
They are so diverse
And showers fall
As revolutions
Good
resolutions set at rest my mind
I quit smoking I will work
A little more
This year I do sports I organize myself and I save
I'm working and still work
I store everything I'll try
In have a good time and this time at the right time I'm getting better
I take care of my body I'm positive I
initiatives
{Refrain:}
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Letter to Santa (Patrick Bruel)
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A letter to Santa Claus
What you write with my hands And a pretty watercolor
To show him the way
Your
Toddler arms wave
To tell me to write faster
That sled will leave
That elves must sleep
You want a bus, a tom-tom
An owl who speaks English
And shoes
the lady who lives outside all year
A new heart for Grandpa Ben
What makes you a kiss Louise
From Wednesday without sirens
View country where I was born
Life revolves like a carousel brainstorming And
the letters come to die in the snow in your dreams
And sometimes there are pitfalls
Life revolves and deflects the armory
But that is all the world has no How
seat is mounted and how s'protège? Loïc
For a sweater that stings
Leon accordion
And an electric train
And sorrows that go
Fewer people who bicker
Fewer birds in black robes
The duffel battlefield And
candy for memory
Poems that s' hold
And my buddy has it on back
ch'veux, we laugh
Without him j'm'ennuie school
Why
life it stop?
Is this what love is ready?
Does the earth is rotating around?
Gifts, saying it's for everyone?
Life revolves like a carousel brainstorming
And letters come to die in the snow
And in dreams sometimes there are pitfalls
Life revolves and deflects the armory
But that is all the world has not registered
How it goes and how s'protège?
Your little letter woke
Words And we heard more
snowballs melted
Flow from my eyes to your heaven
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A letter to Santa Claus
What you write with my hands And a pretty watercolor
To show him the way
Your
Toddler arms wave
To tell me to write faster
That sled will leave
That elves must sleep
You want a bus, a tom-tom
An owl who speaks English
And shoes
the lady who lives outside all year
A new heart for Grandpa Ben
What makes you a kiss Louise
From Wednesday without sirens
View country where I was born
Life revolves like a carousel brainstorming And
the letters come to die in the snow in your dreams
And sometimes there are pitfalls
Life revolves and deflects the armory
But that is all the world has no How
seat is mounted and how s'protège? Loïc
For a sweater that stings
Leon accordion
And an electric train
And sorrows that go
Fewer people who bicker
Fewer birds in black robes
The duffel battlefield And
candy for memory
Poems that s' hold
And my buddy has it on back
ch'veux, we laugh
Without him j'm'ennuie school
Why
life it stop?
Is this what love is ready?
Does the earth is rotating around?
Gifts, saying it's for everyone?
Life revolves like a carousel brainstorming
And letters come to die in the snow
And in dreams sometimes there are pitfalls
Life revolves and deflects the armory
But that is all the world has not registered
How it goes and how s'protège?
Your little letter woke
Words And we heard more
snowballs melted
Flow from my eyes to your heaven
The teaching file at TV5
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