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I may be a regular guy
But I love you more than the sky
Birds are singing over my head
Sun is shining throughout the shed

I may be a regular girl
But I love you more than the world
Birds are singing over my head
Sun is shining throughout the shed

I may be a regular guy
And I care for you more than the sky
Precious and bright that’s what you are
Thank you for delight, you are my star

I may be a regular girl care about you more than the world
Precious and right that’s what you are
Thanks for your light, now you’re my star

Our love’s important and greater than words
We grow from within and then fly like birds
Freedom and love give us our wings
And that’s the reason why my heart sings and sings

We may be just a regular pair
With faith like ours we’re sure to get there
Come on you people everyone knows
keep it simple and love grows and grows

(bis)

Driving through the same old town by myself
A simple thought fell like a book off my shelf
opens up the memories of yesterday
simply takes all my troubles away.

Can you see what I can see through the window
All these kids playing something like the limbo
They are happy and I’m sure that they know
That there future is apon us, yes we, the people below

REFRAIN
It sometimes so hard for me to understand
Are they just a little pebble in the sand?
One that sees the ocean so close to his hand
And never gets wet cause we’s happy on the land

Little Karen just wants Dad to hold her hand
Say you love me and that you understand
What I live for what I charish like a fan
Oh just please don’t let go my precious hand

Can you see what I can see through the window
All these kids playing something like the limbo
They are happy and I’m sure that they know
That there future is apon us, yes we, the people below

REFRAIN
It sometimes so hard for me to understand
Are they just a little pebble in the sand?
One that sees the ocean so close to his hand
And never gets wet cause we’s happy on the land

Bridge…
Driving through the same old town by myself
A simple thought fell like a book off my shelf
opens up the memories of yesterday
simply takes all my troubles away.
Can you see what I can see through the window
All these kids playing something like the limbo
They are happy and I’m sure that they know
That there future is apon us, yes we, the people below

I said girl you can be whatever you want to be
You are untouchable don’t let them rub your thoughts in the dirt

I said boy you can be whatever you want to be you are untouchable
Don’t let them rub your thoughts in the dirt
Chorus:
If ever you feel depressed and everybody thinks you’re a mess
Oh keep your head up, keep your head up

I said girl you can change whatever you want to change
You are unbeatable don’t let them bring your dreams down to the ground

I said boy you can change whatever you want to change
You are unbeatable don’t let them bring your dreams down to the ground

Chorus:
If ever you feel depressed and everybody thinks you’re a mess (an-an)
Oh keep your head up, keep your head up

Bridge (music)

You said Sir. I can be whatever I want to be
I am grateful, I must not let myself bring others down

You said boy I can be whatever I want to be
I’m thankful, I must not let myself bring others down

Chorus
If ever you feel depressed and everybody thinks you’re a mess (an-an)
Oh keep your head up, keep your head up

Goutte de pluie se joint au courant de ma vie
du ruisseau à la rivière tu fuis les déserts
vague dans l’océan des ennuis
contre courant qui forme un défi

goutte de pluie avant même de naître
présage d’eau par la fenêtre
pensez-vous sortir mon parapluie
une fois sorti de la mer l’eau viendra par ici

Et bien qu’il en soi ainsi l’homme se dit
Surveillant tous ces gros nuages gris
Par peur de se mouiller et de tempêter
Il construit un abri et s’isola de la pluie

Plusieurs années avaient passé
Sans que l’homme ne sorte son bout du nez
Il manqua les saisons et l’instant du bon
Par crainte de mouiller son joli pied

Autour de lui, la nature a poussé
Et l’environnement s’est bien adapté
Ce qu’il compris après tant d’années
C’est que la pluie est là pour nous aider

Refrain :
Pluie de problèmes tombe sur nos maisons
Afin de descendre sur le perron
Et puis de planche en planche les gouttes s’en vont
Vers cette belle terre abritant des dons

C’est là que nous grandissons.
C’est là que nous apprenons (BIS).

I started as a worm in my tiny hole of mud
Crawling all the way to this nice cozy rug
Feeling a bit scared about these large flying bugs
Slowly I felt the vibe ganing up in my blood

I had to be smart to find my lagoon
To know the weather media and to change my tune
life was changing as time slipped to June
Hey Man I am changing; into a cocoon

CHORUS:
What is happening to my sloppy body
How come I’m stuck in this flax self party
Questions came to my half mutant me
Let me out of this coco casady

Once not long ago I was haging from leaves
head down in the grass I was a bit deceived
cause my friends would receive nice recitatives:
Ho butter ! you’re a colourful fly ! Call me fly guy ! Hum !

Now I’m ready to tear down this prison of sound
I can now fly around, talk and jazz with renown
Butterflys from the world, united by common ground
Talk about social life that’s profound

Call me a social butterfly (3)

I don’t need your white tie to proove that I’m standing by
I prefer to sip on every day before it slips by
life is precious and you’ll need to supply
life is precious and that my friend never lies

In Mexico, where we meet once a year,
family and friends have to appear.
But on the trees of our spirit , body and soul
There’s a danger that we’ll disappear before reaching our goal

Chorus:
What is happening to my nice body
How come I have no more common party
Questions came to my colorful me
Let me in this blue sky social party

Once not long ago we were talking to all
head up in the malI we used to have it all
what is happening to us in this free fall:
Holy butter ! pouf ! Butterfly on the wall.

You just have to smile Mr and Miss butterfly
say Hi in the sky sweet butterfly
be the good guy once in a while Mr. butterfly
just be less worried, shy and move stupid butterfly

Es-tu du genre à te promener dans la rue
À penser que tous ces gens sont venus
À marcher dans ce jardin de laitues
Où chaque légume semble être déchu

Feuille par feuille la couleur se dégrade
Vers un blanc qui semble bien, bien fade
Sans vitamine ces gens se baladent
En accusant la société de salade

Mais que peut-on faire pour stopper ce fléau
Et bien la solution réside dans le bio
La roue de tracteur tourne, on revient à zéro
Sans valeur on est dans le champ en solo

Nous ne prenons plus le temps de nourrir le sol
Tout semble mélangé dans ce grand, grand bol
Le monopole de la vitesse est notre idole
Sans vrai goût on avale, sous le parasol

Fermiers de toute la Terre à vos pelles
Sentez-vous l’appel à faire fondre ce gel
Qui paralyse nos jardins de querelles
Qui semble ralentir ce bonheur éternel

Mais que peut-on faire pour stopper ce fléau
Et bien la solution réside dans le bio
La roue de tracteur tourne, on revient à zéro
Sans valeur on est dans le champ en solo

Fermiers de toute la Terre à vos pelles
Sentez-vous l’appel à faire fondre ce gel
Qui paralyse nos jardins de querelles
Fermiers de toute la Terre à vos pelles
Sentez-vous l’appel à faire fondre ce gel
Sentez le vent, l’eau, la terre et le ciel
Énergisez vos efforts avant que l’on nous congèle.