(Je ne suis pas sûr de la correction de la langue.
accepte corrections! Virgile ROBALLO)
“In the Florida Garden”
Today!
Oh Mister Obama
The first metis man president
Of United States
Today ! Today !
Oh Mrs Hilary
First woman president
Of my lovely country U.S.A.
Today! Today ! Today!
Is
a nice Sunday
The best day of the week
And August the best month of the year.
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
The best day of the week
And August the best month of the year.
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
But my Florida goddess
Tell me, tell me why ?
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart.
Feathers of all colors:
Black, white, yellow, blue, green, red ...
Tell me, tell me why ?
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart.
Feathers of all colors:
Black, white, yellow, blue, green, red ...
The black feather is sadness
The white feather had nostalgia
Gold in yellow feather
The blue feather light of nobility
The green feather dreams of hope
The red feather a lot of love.
In the Florida Garden
Gold in yellow feather
The blue feather light of nobility
The green feather dreams of hope
The red feather a lot of love.
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart
But my Florida goddess
Tell me, tell me why ?
A rose petal in the beak,
A tear in the eye,
Singing nostalgic songs
from sunrise to sunset.
Oh my God ! Oh my God !
Tell me, tell me why ?
A rose petal in the beak,
A tear in the eye,
Singing nostalgic songs
from sunrise to sunset.
Oh my God ! Oh my God !
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
There is a bird looking at the sky
But my Florida goddess
Please, tell me, tell me why ?
O my Saint Anthony of Lisbon
How handsome he is !
Please, tell me, tell me why ?
O my Saint Anthony of Lisbon
How handsome he is !
The bird of Florida Garden
The black feather is sadness
The white feather had nostalgia
Gold in yellow feather
The blue feather light of nobility
The green feather dreams of hope
The red feather a lot of love.
Gold in yellow feather
The blue feather light of nobility
The green feather dreams of hope
The red feather a lot of love.
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart
But my Florida goddess
Please tell me, tell me why ?
A rose petal in the beak,
A tear in the eye,
Singing nostalgic songs
From sunrise to sunset.
Please tell me, tell me why ?
A rose petal in the beak,
A tear in the eye,
Singing nostalgic songs
From sunrise to sunset.
Oh my God ! Oh my God !
O my Saint Anthony of Lisbon
How handsome it is !
The bird of Florida Garden!
I wake up every morning
Peck on my head
Listening to music songs
The bird of Florida Garden…
How handsome it is !
The bird of Florida Garden!
I wake up every morning
Peck on my head
Listening to music songs
The bird of Florida Garden…
Oh my God ! Oh my God !
In the Florida Garden
There is a bird looking at the sky
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart
All happy, very happy
The sun in the heart
But my Florida goddess
Please tell me, tell me why ?
Vannes, 28/08/2016
Virgile ROBALLO
Please tell me, tell me why ?
Vannes, 28/08/2016
Virgile ROBALLO
“The bird of night and day ”
It's a bird with feathers
So light and bright,
It sings all day
From morning to night
It thinks of me when sleeping.
So light and bright,
It sings all day
From morning to night
It thinks of me when sleeping.
Oh poor and unjust reality
I do not want you
Does going very far
I want to live the dream
It’ is better for me
I do not want you
Does going very far
I want to live the dream
It’ is better for me
Oh my bird of night and day
You must arrive to stay !
I think unfortunately
I shall never see,
Such exotic bird
My lovely tree.
Oh that's nice
This bird of my dreams
Oh my bird of night and day
you must arrive to stay !
It's a bird with feathers
So light and bright,
It sings all day
From morning to night
It thinks of me when sleeping.
I'll look forward to the day
I'll wait all night
When the bird arrives
And comes to stay.
Oh my God !
What do I have to do
What do I have to think
What do I have to tell you ?
Oh my bird of night and day
You must arrive to stay
You must arrive to stay
Vannes 28/09/16
Virgile ROBALLO
