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Tournent les violons HTTP://JONATH59.FREE.FR ENGLISH TRANSLATION So turn violins Big party at the château, it was a long time ago, Beautiful ladies and lords, noble blood, Coming from the whole realm, dancing, So turn lives, turn and fade away So turn violins. Big party at Palm Sunday, and Manon is 16 Maid in this château, like her mother before. She brings trays, heavy to her child hands. So turn lives, turn and fade away So turn violins. What a beautiful uniform, what a beautiful leftenant, Different from the men like here, blonde and tall, His smile as bright as Charming Prince's smile. So... More fete, laughs and dances, Manon wonders, as she provides food for bellies. In the noise, in the lights, it's him who's coming. So... As he takes a glass, he leans just forward her, He whispers at her ear, as he brushes past her hip: "You are so pretty", he says in a divine smile. So... Years spent, hard and dull, years in serving. A whole life of hard work and so few delight, But that trouble burns in her memories. So... She thinks of it still and still and again, The violins, the setting, and his words as sweet as velvet His perfume, his white teeth, the least details. So... As he takes a glass, he leans just forward her, He whispers at her ear, as he brushes past her hip... Just four words, a trouble for a lifetime Just four words that at once he forgets. So turn lives, turn and fade away So turn violins. She thinks of it still and still and again...
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