Charles Aznavour emmenez moi

Towards the docks, where weight and boredom
Bend my back
They arrive, their bellies weighed down with fruit
The boats
They come from the end of the world
br/>Bringing with them wandering ideas
With reflections of blue sky, of mirages
Trailing a peppery perfume
Of unknown countries
And eternal summers
Where we live almost naked
On the beaches
I who have never known, all my life
That the northern sky
I would like to wash away this gray
By turning tack
Take me to the ends of the earth
Take me me in wonderland
It seems to me that misery
Would be less painful in the sun
In bars, at dusk day
With sailors
When we talk about girls and love
A drink in hand
I lose track of things
And suddenly my thoughts It picks me up and drops me off
A wonderful summer, on the strike
Where I see, stretching out its arms
The love which, like a madman, runs before me
And I hang on the neck of my dream
When the bars close, and the sailors
br/>Rejoin their shores
I still dream until the morning
Standing on the port
Take me to the ends of the earth
Take me to the land of wonders
It seems to me that misery
Would be less painful in the sun
One fine day, on a cracking boat
From the hull to the deck
br/>To leave, I will work in
The coal bunker
Taking the road that leads
To my childhood dreams, on girls ®the distant ones
Where nothing is important but to live
Where the languid girls
Delight your heart by braiding, I was told
From these flower necklaces that intoxicate
I will flee, leaving my past there
Without any remorse
Without baggage and a liberated heart
Singing very loudly
Take me to the ends of the earth
Take me to wonderland
It seems to me that misery
Would be less painful in the sun
Take me to the ends of the earth
Take me to wonderland
It seems to me that misery
Would be less painful in the sun