a plateia à loucuraEu quero ver lacrarTodo palco é

1: Simba & konge bli'r jeg mægtig stærkOg fjenderne

1: Taron Egerton & Richard I look back, boy,

1: Elton am here to tell you we can

Elton John, A Tribe Called hear electric music (What

pulled a horseshoe from a pile of junkSaid "I'm

blew the dust out of the cornersThrew some dead

for the scapegoat leaving Reading JailRheumy eyes just pierced

Nelly la-la-la-la-laaLa-la-la-la-laaLa-la-la-la-laaOne, two, three, 1: Nelly remember

I can't light, no more of your darknessAll my pictures, seem

abandon lifeDon't step awayDon't give up that tuneThat you

hear you singing, "I Shall Be Released"Like a chainsaw

1: Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't

1: Elton a hill long ago, on a cold

is a many splendored thingLove lifts us up where we

been crippled in loveShort changed, hung out to dryWe've

If you want a loverI'll do anything you ask me toAnd

Matata ! Mais quelle phrase magnifique Matata ! Quel

you want it, here it is, come and get

every time I get to thinkingEvery thought of you