your choice of

Golden brown
Texture like sun
Lays me
Down with my mind she runs
Throughout the night
No need to fight
Never a frown with golden brown

Every time just like the last
On her ship tied to the mast
To distant lands
Takes both my hands
Never a frown with golden brown

Golden brown
Finer temptress
Through the ages she's heading west
From far away
Stays for a day
Never a frown with golden brown

Never a frown
With golden brown
Never a frown
With golden brown
.
.
OR
.
Devenir gris
Devenir gris

One man on a lonely platform
One case sitting by his side
Two eyes staring cold and silent
Show fear as he turns to hide
Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)
Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)

Un homme dans une gare isolée
Une valise a
ses cotés
Des yeux fixes et froids
Montre de la peur lorsqu'il
Se tourne pour se cacher

Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)
Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)

Sent la pluie comme un été Anglais
Entends les notes d'une chanson lointaine
Sortant de derriere d'un
poster
Espérant que la vie ne fut aussi longue

Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)
Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)

Feel the rain like an
English summer
Hear the notes from a distant song
Stepping out from a back shop
poster
Wishing life wouldn't be so long
Devenir gris

Aaah, we fade to grey
(fade to grey)
.

2 comments:

Mel said...

Simply chosen out of lesser degrees of weird--I'll take door number one, please.

Granted, weird is relative. LOL

Good Sunday morning to you, ma'am.

I, like the view said...

that song is so gorgeous, eh

not how I really remember The Stranglers - but they must have been to have written that

?

good Sunday to you, dearheart