Farmer Mylene
Cendres De Lune
Chloé
eh, oh, this morning
there was chloé who drowned
in the water of stream
I saw her hair floating
down there under the oaks
it looked like a fountain
when chloé screamed
when her p´ your head hit
la la la la...
chloé sank
it's sure she had no footing
chloé my other half
this morning is gone
your heart little sister
will undoubtedly become a flower
under the weeping willows
water is of all colors
la la la la...
chloé if I cry
you know it counts for nothing
your laughter scares me
is it that you play or you die?
farewell little fairy
for a long time I called
farewell to chloé
the current took her away
la la la la ...
eh, oh, this morning
there was chloé who drowned
in the water of the stream
j´ I saw her hair floating
there under the oaks
it looked like a fountain
when Chloé screamed
when her little head hit
la la la la...
chloé, why did you leave
chloé, Chloé...