Camille "Winter's Child" Songtext

Übersetzung nach:fr

Winter's Child

Oh what a funny feeling for a childBorn in the middle of theFunny feeling for a child

(This is the middle of the nightThis is the middle, hold onThis is the middle of the nightThis is the middle, hold onHold on until the moon has goneUntil the mice no longer biteUntil the stars are on the runUntil your heart can breathe the lightUntil you'reUntil you'reUntil you're born)

Oh what a funny feeling for a childBorn in the middle of the war

(This is the middle of the nightThis is the middle, hold onThis is the middle of the nightThis is the middle, hold on)

(Oh whatOh what a funny feeling for a childFor a childOh what a funny feeling for aChildChildChildChildChildChildChildOhA funny feeling for a childFor a childFor a child)

La nuit descendEt tu es néL'enfant de suieAu sang mêléLa guerre a fuiVoici la paixGonflé de vieLe jour t'attendÔ mon Liban

Oh what a funny feeling for a childBorn in the middle of the winter

Hier finden Sie den Text des Liedes Winter's Child Song von Camille. Oder der Gedichttext Winter's Child. Camille Winter's Child Text. Kann auch unter dem Titel Winters Child bekannt sein (Camille) Text.