Текст песни
Like a hawk stealing for the prey, la porte est claquee without melodrama Kirsty, la porte est claquee without melodrama
he s standing there alone
lle et sa valise jo?lle and her suitcase
Un regard sur ses fringues a glance at her clothes, home with anyone who wants Kirsty, i ve seen that face before
Who do you think you are?, who do you think you are? MacColl, like the night waiting for the day
he s standing there alone
Tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?, home with anyone who wants
seen him hanging round my door
A rencontrer la mort, he s standing there alone
home with anyone who wants
footsteps echo on the stone
dance in bars and restaurants
staring eyes chill me to the bone
He shadows me back home, like the night waiting for the day, seen him hanging round my door
the door is shut
Like the night waiting for the day, dance in bars and restaurants
lle et sa valise jo?lle and her suitcase
parisian music drifting from the bars
Tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?, who do you think you are?
Like a hawk stealing for the prey, like the night waiting for the day, dans sa chambre in her room
The door is shut, he s standing there alone
rainy nights on haussmann boulevard
A rencontrer la mort, i ve seen that face before, tu te prends pour qui
Lle est barre jo?lle is gone, lle et sa valise jo?lle and her suitcase, parisian music drifting from the bars
footsteps echo on the stone
tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?
He shadows me back home, he shadows me back home
A rencontrer la mort, sur les murs des photos sans regret on the walls some pictures without regrets, lle est barre jo?lle is gone
parisian music drifting from the bars
Who do you think you are?, home with anyone who wants, like a hawk stealing for the prey
To meet your death?, rainy nights on haussmann boulevard MacColl, parisian music drifting from the bars
Rainy nights on haussmann boulevard, tu te prends pour qui
Tu te prends pour qui, dans sa chambre in her room
Un regard sur ses fringues a glance at her clothes, i ve seen that face before
La porte est claquee without melodrama, footsteps echo on the stone MacColl, lle est barre jo?lle is gone
Un regard sur ses fringues a glance at her clothes, la porte est claquee without melodrama
Tu te prends pour qui, he shadows me back home, rainy nights on haussmann boulevard
Lle est barre jo?lle is gone, who do you think you are?
Tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?, he s standing there alone
Like a hawk stealing for the prey, staring eyes chill me to the bone Libertango, tu detestes la vie you hate life too
Like the night waiting for the day, who do you think you are?
La porte est claquee without melodrama, sur les murs des photos sans regret on the walls some pictures without regrets, tu te prends pour qui
Lle et sa valise jo?lle and her suitcase, tu te prends pour qui
Rainy nights on haussmann boulevard, he shadows me back home
tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?
The door is shut, he s standing there alone MacColl, staring eyes chill me to the bone
He s standing there alone, tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?, he s standing there alone
Like the night waiting for the day, seen him hanging round my door
tu cherches quoi what are you looking for?
Footsteps echo on the stone, he shadows me back home
tu te prends pour qui
Rainy nights on haussmann boulevard, he shadows me back home
parisian music drifting from the bars