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A Monkey's Tale
I'm feeling like a monkeyClimbing up the wallsThey call me little cheeky-monkeyDon't stop me I'm a joke
I'm treated like a monkeyAnyway it's farcicalThey call me "silly-billy"Quite proud It's a big role

I like to play the monkeyCatchin' up the ballsThey say I'm just freaky, funnyGlad they have the giggles
I'm dancing like a monkeyWaiting for the fallThey say everything is hunky-doryI'm starting to know the ropes
There's something strangeI'm out of controlI don't feel painThey should have known
Only Jesus knows why
Why the monkey's gone wildIt's a question of timeThe monkey's fit to be tied

They don't know whyWhy the monkey's wildHe kept his prideHe'll never hide

Losing Myself in Magic
That the humble claims youMay he claim the nightThe Night and the silence



A hidden knowledgeA too long distance in the dark
And your sign on a treeAnd your sign on a treeAnd your light in the breezeAll the tears on the seaAll the things that i seeWho cares about me ?
There's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with meThere's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with me
You are here with meAnd all the dreams cloud the dayyou are here with meunfortunately
I am a poor boyToo old in my shoesYou're an angelAnd our Gods are jealous of youof youYou are an angelYou are my angelYou are
There's nothing to knowPlease help meI am losing myself in the magicAnd you are here with meThere's nothing to knowPlease help meI am loosing myself in the magicAnd you are here with me

Oh u've got silver rainbow eyesOh u've got shinning smileYou were right and I was wrong u were right and I was wrongTo the sunny land of the summerTo the icy polar starI was waiting for you
Oh I follow you in the lightOh I follow you in the darkYou were right and I was wrong u were right and I was wrongTo the sunny land of the summerTo the icy polar starI was waiting for you

ItalianoDivent' un uomo fatto,
Lei torna ragazza,
ma quanto sto bene,
quando quando
ma quanto sto bene,
quà , tra le braccia di tua madre!

Ha la pudore d'una bimba,
E la dolcezza d'una mamma,
l'appettito di una leonessa,
e l'esperienza d'una regina, ah...

Le pesche non mi piacciono se sono verdi,
Le pere, non mi piacciono se sono dure,
le donne sono com' i frutti,
migliore se sono mature.
Lei sa placar' il mio ardore
Posso gli aprir' il mio cuore,
Dice che io la faccio ridere
ma non mi parla di matrimonio!

Français

Je deviens un homme mûr
Elle redevient jeune fille
Mais qu’est-ce que je me sens bien

Quand, quand
Qu'est-ce que je suis bien
Là, dans les bras de ta mère

Elle a la pudeur d'une enfant
Et la douceur d'une mère
L'appétit d'une lionne
Et l'expérience d'une reine, ah...

Les pêches ne me plaisent pas si elles sont vertes
Les poires ne me plaisent pas si elles sont dures
Les femmes sont comme les fruits
Meilleures quand elles sont mûres

Elle sait calmer mon ardeur
Je peux lui ouvrir mon cœur
Elle dit que je la fais rire
Mais ne parle pas de mariage.


English

I am becoming a mature man
She is becoming a young girl
How good I feel
When when
How good I feel
Here in your mother’s arms

She has a child’s modesty
And a sweetness of a mother
The appetite of a lioness
And the experience of a queen, ah…

I don’t like peaches when they’re green
I don’t like pears when they’re hard
Women are like fruit
Better when they are ripe

She knows how to cool my ardour
I can open my heart to her
She says that I make her laugh
But don’t talk to me about marriage