Wainwright Rufus la complainte de la butte

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Wainwright Rufus
Moulin Rouge Soundtrack
La Complainte de la Butte
lyrics by Jean Renoir
The moon too bl¨ºme
Put on a diadem
On your red hair
The moon too red
Splashes with glory
Your petticoat full of holes
The moon too pale
Caress the opal
From your jaded eyes
Princess of the street
Welcome
In my wounded heart
The stairways up to the butte
Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings
Of the mill
Shelter you and I
Little mandigotte
I smell your handcuff
Who seeks my hand
I feel your chest
And your slim waist
I forget my sorrow
I feel on your lips
A smell of fever vre
Of a malnourished kid
And under your caress
I feel an intoxication
Which destroys me
The stairways up to the butte
Can make the wretched sigh
While windmill wings
Of the mill
Shelter you and I
But there he is floating
The moon he fleet
The princess too
La la la la la
La la la la la la
My dream vanished
The stairs of the hill
Are harsh to the poor
The wings of the mills
Protect lovers

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