Le Forestier Maxime
Miscellaneous
San Francisco
Words and music: Maxime Le Forestier
(c) 1973 by Ãditions Coïncidences
1 It’s a house blue
Backed to the hill
We come there on foot
We don't knock
Those who live there
Have thrown away the key
We find ourselves together
After years of traveling
And we come to sit down
Around a meal
Everyone is there
à five o'clock in the evening
R When San Francisco fogs up
When San Francisco lights up
San Francisco
Where are you
Lizzard and Luc
Psylvia
Wait for me
2 Swimming in the fog
Embraced rolling in the grass
We will listen to Tom on the guitar
Phil on the kà ©na until dark
Another will arrive
To tell us some news
Of one who will return in a year or two
Since he is happy we will will fall asleep
R When San Francisco rises (bis)...
1 It's a blue house
Leaning against the hill
We get there on foot
br/>We don't knock
Those who live there
Have thrown away the key
Populated with long hair
Big beds and music
Populated ©s of light
And populated by madmen
She will be the last
to remain standing.
R If San Francisco collapses (bis).. .