Mets Ta Langue Lyrics & Chords By Joane Hétu

In a doorway he sat with his dog and his hat His mental infirmity caused him to self inflict his physical deformity He had 53,827 dollars and 32 cents in uncashed social...read more

Je t'écris de la main gauche Celle qui n'a jamais parlé Elle hésite, est si gauche Que je l'ai toujours caché Je la mettais dans ma poche Et là, elle broyait du noir ...read more

All, save one, came down the hill A countenance of crosses Shorn and shaved, cloaked and grave An apparition in formation We stood at the window, Lill and I and watched them...read more

He approaches smiling ever slightly Takes my hand and leads me to the floor The room whirls by as we dance so divinely He has no idea what's in store I gaze into his eyes...read more

Non licet de hoc verbum divulgare Si alicui narres, tibi non credat Deciste ab illo fletu Siste, inquam Mi pater, ut quid dereliquisti me? Quomodo hoc pati possim? Semper fui...read more