Verlaine Lyrics & Chords By Georges Brassens

Les sanglots longs Des violons De l'automne, Blessent mon cœur D'une langueur monotone. Tout suffocant Et blême, quand Sonne l'heure, Je me souviens Des jours...read more

You look a bit tired though you try to smile. I beg you pardon the poets are gone. I touch your side, tremors in your thighs. When I do feel your ribs I can caress the light. Undress...read more