La lune trop blême
Pose un diadème
Sur tes cheveux roux
La lune trop rousse
De gloire éclabousse
Ton jupon plein de trous
La lune trop pâle
Caresse l'opale
De tes yeux blasés
Princesse de la rue
Soit la bienvenue
Dans mon coeur blessé

The stairways up to la b___e
Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin
Shelter you and I...

Petite mandigotte
Je sens ta menotte
Qui cherche ma main
Je sens ta poitrine
Et ta taille fine
J'oublie mon chagrin
Je sens sur tes lèvres
Une odeur de fièvre
De gosse mal nourrie
Et sous ta caresse
Je sens une ivresse
Qui m'anéantit

The stairways up to la b___e
Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the Moulin
Shelter you and I...

Mais voilà qu'il flotte
La lune se crotte
La princesse aussi
La na na, na na, na na na, na na
Mon rêve évanoui

Les escaliers de la b___e
Sont durs aux miséreux
Les ailes des moulins
Protègent les amoureux
The moon too pale ( or livid, sallow, wan, or ghastly )
Rests a diadem
On your red hair
The moon too red
Splashes glory
On your skirt full of holes
The moon too pale
Caresses the opal
Of your jaded eyes
Princess of the street
Be welcomed into
My broken heart

The stairways up to the hill can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the mill shelter you and I...

Little mandigote ( don't know translation )
I feel your little hand
That's looking for mine
I feel your chest
And your fragile height
And I forget my pain
I feel on your lips
A feverish smell ( a smell of fever, literally )
Of an undernourished child
And under your caress
I feel a passion
That humbles me

The stairways up to the hill can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the mill shelter you and I...

But there it hesitates
The moon trots ( away )
The princess too
Under the moonless sky I cry to the twilight

My faded dream

The stairways up to the hill can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings of the mill shelter you and I...

See also:
JustSomeLyrics
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Natalia Oreiro Y Te Vas Conmigo Lyrics