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 Professeur Paganel, guerillero - 980920    Publié le 09/04/2008 à 11:35 
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
And to proved that it really existed.
Fathers take pictures of the mothers,
And the sisters take pictures of brothers,
Just to show that they love one another.
You can't picture love that you took from me,
When we were young and the world was free.
Pictures of things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
People take pictures of each other,
Just to prove that they really existed,
Just to prove that they really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
People take pictures of the Summer,
Just in case someone thought they had missed it,
Just to proved that it really existed.
People take pictures of each other,
And the moment to last them for ever,
Of the time when they mattered to someone.
Picture of me when I was just three,
Sucking my thumb by the old oak tree.
Oh how I love things as they used to be,
Don't show me no more, please.
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© 2001–2008 Uppercut Music | Professeur Paganel, guerillero - 980920 Publié le 09/04/2008 à 11:42
Walter, remember when the world was young
And all the girls knew Walter's name?
Walter, isn't it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, Walter, playing cricket in the thunder and the rain?
Do you remember, Walter, smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate?
Yes, Walter was my mate,
But Walter, my old friend, where are you now?
Walter, isnt it a shame the way our little world has changed?
Do you remember, Walter, how we said we'd fight the world so we'd be free.
We'd save up all our money and we'd buy a boat and sail away to sea.
But it was not to be.
I knew you then but do I know you now?
Walter, you are just an echo of a world I knew so long ago
If you saw me now you wouldn't even know my name.
I bet youre fat and married and youre always home in bed by half-past eight.
And if I talked about the old times you'd get bored and youll have nothing more to say.
Yes people often change, but memories of people can remain.
(Kinks) | Professeur Paganel, guerillero - 980920 Publié le 09/04/2008 à 12:09
The colours have run - The Clouds
avec cette perfection technique du son qui ne s'était trouvée à l'époque que sur les trois premiers albums des Beatles. Il est tentant de se demander ce qu'auraient pu devenir les Clouds dans un univers parallèle. Sans doute les plus grands de leur époque s'ils avaient su conserver la qualité étonnante de leur album Scrapbook
Cliquez sur le triangle, car la chanson ne démarre pas toute seule.
|  Diane - Forget me not - 2025831 Publié le 09/04/2008 à 12:14
C'est vrai que le son est très pur  |
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