Texty:
Suzanne Clachair Serenade

You close your eyes. The sky falls I watch you build invisible walls When you believe that the world has lost its heart Noone can blame you for falling

There's a village hidden deep in the valley Among the pine trees half forlorn And there on a sunny morning Little Jimmy Brown was born All the chapel

Moulin des amours, tu tournes tes ailes Au ciel des beaux jours, moulin des amours Mon coeur a danse sur tes ritournelles Sans meme y penser, mon coeur

The heart is a funny thing With a mind all its own It withers like a garden Left untended and alone And the thorns of loneliness invade And destroy what

with dawn's early glow, And that bygone lover haunting the night was silent below. He no longer played that sweet serenade of long ago. Sweet serenade

Through the leaves, the night winds moving Murmur low and sweet To thy chamber window roving Love hath led my feet Silent prayers of blissful feeling

Today while the blossoms still cling to the vine I'll taste your strawberries; I'll drink your sweet wine A million tomorrows shall all pass away E're