Je voudrais du soleil vert
Des dentelles et des théières
Des photos de bord de mer
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Je voudrais de la lumière
Comme en Nouvelle-Angleterre
Je veux changer d'atmosphère
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Ma robe à fleurs sous la pluie de novembre
Des mains qui courent, je n'en peux plus de t'attendre
Les années passent, qu'il est loin l'âge tendre
Nul ne peut nous entendre
Je voudrais du Fred Astaire
Revoir un Latécoère
Je voudrais toujours te plaire
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Je veux déjeuner par terre
Comme au long des golfes clairs
T'embrasser les yeux ouverts
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Ma robe à fleurs sous la pluie de novembre
Des mains qui courent, je n'en peux plus de t'attendre
Les années passent, qu'il est loin l'âge tendre
Nul ne peut nous entendre
Des dentelles et des théières
Des photos de bord de mer
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Je voudrais de la lumière
Comme en Nouvelle-Angleterre
Je veux changer d'atmosphère
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Ma robe à fleurs sous la pluie de novembre
Des mains qui courent, je n'en peux plus de t'attendre
Les années passent, qu'il est loin l'âge tendre
Nul ne peut nous entendre
Je voudrais du Fred Astaire
Revoir un Latécoère
Je voudrais toujours te plaire
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Je veux déjeuner par terre
Comme au long des golfes clairs
T'embrasser les yeux ouverts
Dans mon jardin d'hiver
Ma robe à fleurs sous la pluie de novembre
Des mains qui courent, je n'en peux plus de t'attendre
Les années passent, qu'il est loin l'âge tendre
Nul ne peut nous entendre
Keren Ann
Keren Ann Zeidel (Hebrew: קרן אן זיידל born 10 March 1974), known professionally as Keren Ann (קרן אן), is an Israeli and Dutch singer, songwriter, composer, producer, and engineer based largely in Paris, Tel Aviv, and New York City. She plays guitar, piano, and clarinet. She also engineers and writes choir and musical arrangements.
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The Main Mix
From this comment and others of yours, it appears you don't much like the music here.
With all due respect, I suggest you simply go elsewhere.
But, should you decide to hang here anyway, may I direct your attention to two features of RP: the PSD button, and the "skip this song" feature.
Unless of course souring the vibe for other people is really your only significant intent. If that's the case, then carry on.
in your opinion, maybe, in mine it is a nice song and you are rude !
From this comment and others of yours, it appears you don't much like the music here.
With all due respect, I suggest you simply go elsewhere.
But, should you decide to hang here anyway, may I direct your attention to two features of RP: the PSD button, and the "skip this song" feature.
Unless of course souring the vibe for other people is really your only significant intent. If that's the case, then carry on.
Well played sir!
You'll be hearing from our Gallic solicitors in the morning. It's well known than only 10% of US citizens have a passport....hence this parochial mindset as expressed above.
Actually, it's not well known at all - it's a myth. In 2013, 117,443,735 Americans had valid passports - which was more than 35% of the total population. Sadly, that is still a lower percentage than most other industrialized nations, but it's well above the 10% disinformation. The 10% figure probably came from the approximate number of Americans who travel outside of North America in a given year.
Anyhow, this tune's pleasant and harmless enough; I'm surprised at all the discord it's caused in the comments.
That's because of the "encoding of the lyrics" , all letters with accent were skipped.
I wish the technical team would have a look at this problem
Fixed. Thanks for pointing that out.
12 years later, it's even worse. Much worse.
That's because of the "encoding of the lyrics" , all letters with accent were skipped.
I wish the technical team would have a look at this problem
Still gave it a 5 because it is good.
Memories are so suggestive.
There are some voices, some Divine arrangements of music that are just PERFECT for lounging around sipping tea or coffee. This, like João and Astrid Gilberto with Stan Getz on the old Jobim bossa nova records, suits the mood well on this, the first cool and breezy day in weeks where we haven't needed the air-conditioner going full-blast. Thanks, RP!
This certainly does have a bit of a Getz/Gilberto vibe to it - one of those tunes that's best suited to mid-volume listening, and for me today, one of the first Spring days warm enough to crack the window open (aka air conditioning in the PNW) - Long Live RP and my thanks to William, Alana and crew; stay cool!!
Can someone please translate?
I want light
Like in New England
I want to change the atmosphere
In my winter garden
My floral dress in the November rain
Running hands, I can't wait for you
The years go by, how far is the tender age
No one can hear us
I would like some Fred Astaire
Review a Latécoère
I would always like to please you
In my winter garden
I want to have lunch on the floor
As along clear gulfs
Kiss you with your eyes open
In my winter garden
My floral dress in the November rain
Running hands, I can't wait for you
The years go by, how far is the tender age
No one can hear us
From this comment and others of yours, it appears you don't much like the music here.
With all due respect, I suggest you simply go elsewhere.
But, should you decide to hang here anyway, may I direct your attention to two features of RP: the PSD button, and the "skip this song" feature.
Unless of course souring the vibe for other people is really your only significant intent. If that's the case, then carry on.
Probably still a child or, musically underprivileged. Either way....can't say something nice, keep yer trap shut. Likely a commercial radio fan.