Calogero - Liberté chérie Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Freedom, darling

Look at them, these unmoving lovers
Sitting, standing, lips together in the queue
Beautiful like pillars of salt
Accidental masterpieces
 
Look at them, these disobedient lovers
The young, the old, their clumsy actions
They're real handfuls in the alleys
Their eyes are glinting
 
And that's how they live here
They are the guardians of this country
And it's Doisneau and it's Paris
This is our freedom, darling
 
Look at them, these lovers on their island
Look carefully around them, the sea is oil
Our race on the horizon
Look, see how they are right
 
Look at them, these stupid lovers
Happy enough but be careful - they're fragile,
Broken by the first gust of wind,
That's why they're hugging each other so close
 
And that's how they live here
They are the guardians of this country
And it's Doisneau and it's Paris
This is our freedom, darling
 
Paris, and everywhere
Lovers in the rain, on the platforms
On the public benches
In the streets, on the bridge
In cars, taxis, offices
In hotels, aeroplanes
In beds, living rooms, balconies,
In cinemas, on sets, in corridors, in gardens
On boats
In the stars
In the fountains
And on desks
On the underground
Yes, yes, yes, yes
Lovers, lovers
This is our freedom, darling
 


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