Legutóbbi Lejátszások
Dalok
Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
Bandits joyeux, insolents et drôles
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Au petit jour on quittait l'Irlande
Et derrière nous s'éclairait la lande
Il fallait bien un jour qu'on nous pende
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, again) Ho
(On the road again, again) Ho
La mer revient toujours au rivage
Dans les blés mûrs y a des fleurs sauvages
N'y pense plus, tu es de passage
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, on the road again)
Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
Elle nous a pris les beaux et les drôles
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Ami sais-tu que les mots d'amour
Voyagent mal de nos jours
Tu partiras encore plus lourd
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again
Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
Elle nous a pris les beaux et les drôles
On the road again
On the road again
Bandits joyeux, insolents et drôles
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Au petit jour on quittait l'Irlande
Et derrière nous s'éclairait la lande
Il fallait bien un jour qu'on nous pende
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, again) Ho
(On the road again, again) Ho
La mer revient toujours au rivage
Dans les blés mûrs y a des fleurs sauvages
N'y pense plus, tu es de passage
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, on the road again)
Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
Elle nous a pris les beaux et les drôles
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Ami sais-tu que les mots d'amour
Voyagent mal de nos jours
Tu partiras encore plus lourd
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again
Nous étions jeunes et larges d'épaules
On attendait que la mort nous frôle
Elle nous a pris les beaux et les drôles
On the road again
On the road again
We were young and broad-shouldered
Joyful bandits, insolent and funny
We waited for death to brush past us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
At dawn we left Ireland
And behind us the moor lit up
One day they had to hang us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, again) Ho
(On the road again, again) Ho
The sea always returns to the shore
In the ripe wheat there are wildflowers
Don't think about it anymore, you're just passing through
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, on the road again)
We were young and broad-shouldered
We waited for death to brush past us
It took the beautiful and the funny ones
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Friend, do you know that words of love
Travel poorly these days
You'll leave even heavier
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again
We were young and broad-shouldered
We waited for death to brush past us
It took the beautiful and the funny ones
On the road again
On the road again
Joyful bandits, insolent and funny
We waited for death to brush past us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
At dawn we left Ireland
And behind us the moor lit up
One day they had to hang us
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, again) Ho
(On the road again, again) Ho
The sea always returns to the shore
In the ripe wheat there are wildflowers
Don't think about it anymore, you're just passing through
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
(On the road again, on the road again)
We were young and broad-shouldered
We waited for death to brush past us
It took the beautiful and the funny ones
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
Friend, do you know that words of love
Travel poorly these days
You'll leave even heavier
On the road again, again
On the road again, again
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again, again (ho)
On the road again
We were young and broad-shouldered
We waited for death to brush past us
It took the beautiful and the funny ones
On the road again
On the road again