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IL ME MANQUE LES MOTS

Les belles histoires d’amour
Je ne sais pas écrire,
Pas connu à ce jour
Si je dois tout vous dire.
Des aventures j’ai eu
Comme tous et comme chacun,
Quelques unes vécues,
Mais sans de lendemain.

Les images qu’on se donne,
Les rêves qu’on se fait,
Quand on ne trouve personne
Se terminent en regrets.
On fait « sans » comme on dit
A pleurer dans un coin,
On parle avec l’ennui
Car c’est lui qui nous tient.

Il me manque les mots,
Ceux qu’on a dans le cœur,
Et qui nous donne chaud
Quant on vit le bonheur.

Les belles histoires d’amour
Je ne sais pas écrire,
N’est pas venu mon tour,
Etre aimé par désir.
Ce destin pas croisé
Est-ce que je l’ai voulu ?
Ou m’a-t-il échappé
Sans l’avoir aperçu !

Alors je pense à tout,
Je pleure dans mon silence.
Je vous regarde vous,
Un peu moi quand j’y pense.
Toutes ses mains qui se tiennent,
Ces baisers échangés,
Bien seul avec mes peines,
Je retourne à rêver.

Il me manque les mots,
Ceux qu’on a dans le cœur,
Et qui nous donne chaud
Quant on vit le bonheur.

Les belles histoires d’amour
Je ne sais pas écrire,
Je meurs de jour en jour
Pas besoin de le dire.
Je m’accroche à l’espoir
Pour qu’on vienne me chercher,
Continuer à y croire
Pourra- t’il me sauver ?

Les belles histoires d’amour
Je ne sais pas écrire,
Mes « donner » sans retour
M’aiderons à mourir.
Car ces histoires d’amour
Qui ne m’ont pas trouvées,
Finiront bien un jour
Par me faire m’en aller.

Il me manque les mots,
Ceux qu’on a dans le cœur,
Et qui nous donne chaud
Quant on vit le bonheur.

Il me manque les mots,
Ceux qu’on a dans le cœur,
Et qui nous donne chaud
Quant on vit le bonheur.

I MISS THE WORDS

Beautiful love stories
I do not know how to write,
Not known to date
If I have to tell you everything.
Adventures I had
Like everyone, like everyone
Some lived,
But without tomorrow.

The images we give ourselves,
The dreams we have,
When we can not find anyone
End in regret.
We do "without" as we say
To cry in a corner,
We talk with boredom
Because it is he who holds us.

I miss the words,
Those who are in the heart,
And that gives us warm
When we live happiness.

Beautiful love stories
I do not know how to write,
Did not come my turn,
To be loved by desire.
This destiny not crossed
Did I want it?
Or did he escape me
Without having seen it!

So I think of everything,
I cry in my silence.
I look at you,
A little me when I think about it.
All his hands standing,
These kissing exchanged,
Well alone with my sorrows,
I go back to dreaming.

I miss the words,
Those who are in the heart,
And that gives us warm
When we live happiness.

Beautiful love stories
I do not know how to write,
I die from day to day
No need to say it.
I cling to hope
To be picked up,
Continue to believe
Can he save me?

Beautiful love stories
I do not know how to write,
My "give" without return
Will help me to die.
Because these love stories
Who did not find me,
Will finish well one day
To make me go.

I miss the words,
Those who are in the heart,
And that gives us warm
When we live happiness.

I miss the words,
Those who are in the heart,
And that gives us warm
When we live happiness.

IL ME MANQUE LES MOTS (Le manque d'amour)

"Up with the sun, the breeze arose,
Across the talking corn she goes,
And smooth she rustles far and wide,
Through all the voiceful countryside."
R.L. Stevenson

Cosmic by Sugaar Pan, who are:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSdzQTq9hoSWlaycmtMzbVQ
https://soundcloud.com/sykonauta

psichedelic: original songwriting, flute, acoustic guitars.
sykonauta: electric guitars, bass, drums & percussion arrangements, production.

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I am very proud and delighted that melissa sang this song Perfect in Italian, which distinguishes a professional.
The collaboration was fantastic and i
Also a big thank you to Bill with his saxophone part
Of course, thanks also to Will who also belongs to the group.
My high respect to everyone .. The collaboration was fantastic and I enjoyed it. The video will be produced in the near future ...
Vision and Composed by @delangio
Produced by @november-love-680008043 & @delangio
Recorded on lupuz Studio.it
Vocal by Melissa @november-love-680008043
Saxofon by Bill @november-love-680008043
Lyrics by @delangio from the Original by "Ricchi e Poveri"-Come Vorrei"1981
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These recordings were taken between 1988 and 2000.
Refurbished 2020.

the following devices were used
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E-max1 + 2 - Korg Poly 800 - Roland MT32 - D110 - Emu - Classic Keys -
Casio MT120 - Yamaha CS1X - Novation bass station - EMU Esi32
FX - Schaller Fuzz Wah - Ibanez Multimode Analogue Delay AD 202
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