| Lyrics: | Rod McKuenJacques Brel
Adieu, Emile, my trusted friend, we've known each other since we
were nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills and trees, learned of love and A B Cs, skinned our
hearts and skinned our knees.
Adieu, Emile, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in
the sky. Now that the Spring is in the air
Pretty girls are ev'rywhere. Think of me and I'll be
there.
Chorus:
We had joy. We had sun. We had seasons in the sun, but the hills we
would climb were just seasons out of time.
Adieu, Papa, please pray for me. I was the black
sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong. Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how we got along.
Adieu, Papa, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the
sky. Now that the Spring is in the air
Little children ev'rywhere. When you see them, I'll be
there.
(Chorus)
Adieu, Francoise, my trusted wife, without you I'd have had a
lonely life.
You cheated lots of times but then, I forgave you in the end though your lover was
my friend.
Adieu, Francoise, it's hard to die when all the birds are singing in the sky. Now
that spring is in the air
With your lovers ev'rywhere; just be careful, I'll be
there.
All our lives we had fun. We had seasons in the sun, but the hills we would climb
were just season out of time.
Adieu, Emile. Adieu, Papa. Adieu, Francoise.
All our
lives, we had fun. We had seasons in the sun, but the hills that we climbed were just seasons out of
time.
All our lives, we had fun. We had seasons in the sun, but the stars we could reach were
just starfish on the beach. |
