Mée â¦ã²ã¬n genoux, mée en prié¢e
Elle se souvient de l'Italie
Jéus Marie et notre Pé¢e
C'est peu vous dire qu'elle vous oublie
Even kneeled, even in prayer
She remembers Italy
Jesus, Marie and our Father
It's little say that she's forgetting you
De l'autre céâ¦ã²ã¬¸ de l'enfer
Elle se souvient d'avoir dit oui
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â¦ã?¹ã¹â»æ°âææ´æ¼ççâææ¼çââã£ãnâ»æ°âæ¤æ¸ææ¤æ¸æ¤
The other side of the hell
She remembers having said yes
To passion to light
To crazy love to infinite
Et prier cet homme sur la croix
C'est encore se donner â¦ã²ã¬n lui
Et quand lui viennent ces idés lâ¦ã²ã¬nC'est â¦ã²ã¬n peine si elle en rougit
La religieuse a comme moi
Des nuits d'amour en nostalgie
La religieuse a quelques fois
Des sanglots longs de jalousie
And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy
Mée â¦ã²ã¬n genoux mée en prié¢e
Elle entend sa voix qui l'appelle
Elle voit des bateaux sur la mer
Elle revoit des chambres d'héel
Even kneeled even in prayer
She's hearing his voice calling her
She's seeing boats on ocean
She's seeing hotel rooms again
De l'autre céâ¦ã²ã¬¸ de ce mur
Il y a le soleil de la vie
Il y a des lé¦res qui murmurent
â¦ã?¹ã¹â»æ?æçâæ°æçæçâæççæ¼æ¤ææéçâæ?âææ¸çæ¤æ
The other side of this wall
There's the sun of life
There are lips who whisper
To lips full of desire
Et prier cet homme sur la croix
C'est encore se donner â¦ã²ã¬n lui
Et quand lui viennent ces idés lâ¦ã²ã¬nC'est â¦ã²ã¬n peine si elle en rougit
La religieuse a comme moi
Des nuits d'amour en nostalgie
La religieuse a quelques fois
Des sanglots longs de jalousie
And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy
Mée â¦ã²ã¬n genoux mée en prié¢e
Elle a des frissons de déir
Tellement de sorciers l'ensorcellent
Que le diable y prend du plaisir
Even kneeled even in prayer
She has chills of desire
So many sorcerers cast a spell on her
That the Evil makes fun of it
Elle a beau nouer ses cheveux
Sous une cornette anonyme
Elle ne sait pas baisser les yeux
La peur du mal l'enféinine
Even tough she ties her hair
Under the anonymous cornet
She doesn't know how to lower her eyes
The fear of mad feminize her
Et prier cet homme sur la croix
C'est encore se donner â¦ã²ã¬n lui
Et quand lui viennent ces idés lâ¦ã²ã¬nC'est â¦ã²ã¬n peine si elle en rougit
La religieuse a comme moi
Des nuits d'amour en nostalgie
La religieuse a quelques fois
Des sanglots longs de jalousie
And praying that man on the cross
Is still giving herself to him
And when come to her those ideas
We bluh so lightly
The nun has like myself
Nights of love in nostalgia
The nun sometimes has
Tears full of jealousy
FREDDIE AGUILAR: SI CHARICE LANG ANG PINUNA KO. KAYO ANG NAGPATAWAG NA UNGGOY DAHIL GAYA GAYA KAYO (04:15)
ni Mariah na mga unggoy ang Filipino, gaya-gaya lang kayo, e, di napatunayan nga, totoo nga. Kasi,
di ba, what monkeys see, monkeys do. Dapat ang kinanta niya, bakit hindi Dahil Sa Yo o kaya ay kahit
ano, basta kantang Filipino? O kaya Visayan, Ilocano lalo siyang sisikat sa buong mundo nun, Freddie
says. Rough translation (mine) : This validates what Mariah Carey said that we Filipinos are
monkeys. Because we dont have our own, we only mimic others. Youre already in America, and was ...