Un nouveau siècle

From the open window
Comes piano music of Satie
And fills the street
The Eiffel tower is halfway built
The best breakfast there is
Café au lait and a croissant

The air is filled
With creation, creation, creation
In the minds of the Paris people
Imagination, imagination
And l’amour is an art


Wouldn’t you like
To take a ride again
On this new invention
Called voiture Renault
I still do love your horses

Paris, c’est pas une ville
Nor a city or a town
It’s a dream
We had
And came true



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Buddha

Buddha

Gauthama Siddharta
Was
A simple man
Simply a man
Man
Then
Buddha
Had
A body
And
A mind
And
Is
Spiritual
Being

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Walking dream



He is that kind of a fellow
Who turns the hearts
Of all the senoritas
Upside down

When they see
That glance in his eyes
They fall for him
Never to recover again

To them he is
A walking dream
Now trying to get him
Into their lives

Once he gives them a word
The fire goes even higher
Their dream now
Starts running

Take care of your life
You walking dream
Holding those senoritas lives
In your hands

Don't make them feel
You are the only one
Because the fact is
They are not the only ones either

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