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Eh bien, j'ai pensé qu'il était tempsDe te dire que tu est l'élu de mon coeurPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effetPourquoi ne pas sauter le pas
Cet amour est indestructiblePour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet
Tu es celuiCelui qui me fait de l'effetJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés
Passons à la prochaine étapeJe le sens au plus profond de moiPour toujours tu esCelui qui me fait de l'effet
Encore et encoreUn plus un fontEncore et encoreUn plus un font troisJe sais que c'est le bon moment
Pourquoi ne pas sauter le pasJe sais que nos destins sont entremêlés
Passons à la prochaine étape

Come into the groove, if you want to surviveGiving a soul emotion, start until the endCome into the move, if you want me aliveTrying a soul devotion, start until the end
Na, na, na,na,na , naNa, na, na, na
Keep into this world, with no lie and no sufferTrying a soul religion, start until the endKeep around this world, aint nobody could be betterGivin a soul position, start until the end
Start until the end
Come into the groove if you want to surviveGiving a soul emotion start until the endCome into the move if you want to stay aliveTrying a soul devotion start until the end
Start until the end

Swing me round then let me goas summer’s streets return to snow,
help me get my feet back on the groundand the next time if your calling I’ll be around.
What would it take just to let it go?Swing me round with nails of goldas summer streets return to cold,help me get my feet back on the ground.
Because joy comes and then she goeslike every summer’s night we’ve known.
Help me get my feet back on the ground
and in the end it always comes around.

What would it take?I want to feel, I want to go.

Go. Go. Go again!I want to feel, I want to grow, again.
Heart -
I want to know, I want to know again.I want to feel again!
What would it take - to come around?Again…

Thought i was light years ahead of themBut i was blind they were only milesLight years ahead of them, he must be right
I was only pretending to be just another wannabeA love supreme in flip flopsThere might be peacocks in disguiseYou’d better practice your passing shotsBeware of bishops dealing with their ups and downs
You were born in Christchurch babyListen to the bellsThey’re ringing again in your earsThey resound in the eveningThey resound when you’re youngThey’re sound in the morningThey resound when you’re getting old/get things done

Feel young and freeWhen the sun shines above meThe sounds of the city fill my heart with joy and beautyFountains of champagne to celebrate the next dayMy generation’s full of optimismWhat does it take?What does it take to be here today?