We would walk to the park on SundaysDown the road from

We were talking about how all the years go byPeople and

Now the time had come for Elzevir and JohnTo be sent

To everything, turn, turn, turnThere is a season, turn, turn, turnAnd

Nothing Ever Happens Round HereNothing Ever Happens Round HereFrom Quiet RevolutionBy

A quoi tu penses quand tu t'endors?Est-ce que tu m'aimes encore?Dans

There's an angel crying up in Heaven tonightAnd I've got the

can see you now by the light of the

I never knew love was so niceI never kissed anyone twiceI

Well Brother John went down to the gardenOn a long hot

The night is so wildAnd downstairs the child is sleeping, her

Oh how, at the journey's end, I lie in the heat

I looked to the north, and i turned to the westFor

Every now and then I hear a song I used to

It was late at night on the open roadSpeeding like a

Roll away the dawnRoll away the dawn, and let me seeThe

Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night?Did you meet

Each time that I hold you, your eyes fill with fearYou

Old friend, so you're in trouble again, you ask me todayTo

De many soldiers o warWonder what they've been fighting