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Translation
Spin the Violins
Great feast at the castle a long time ago
The fair ladies and fair gents, ennobled, noble blood
Of all the kingdom came dancing
Spin the violins oh spin and begone
Spin the violins
Great Palm Sunday and Manon is sixteen years old
Maid in this castle like her mother before
She carries heavy platters on her children hands
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
The beautiful uniform, oh the beautiful lieutenant
Different from the local men, blond and tall
The bright smile of a prince charming
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
Double up the party and the laughters ans the dances
Manon marvels while stuffing faces
The noise, the lights, it's him coming forth
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
While taking his glass close to her he leans
Whispers in her ear while grazing her hip
"You are really pretty" in a divine smile
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
The years have passed hard and grey in servitude
A life of sorrow and so few pleasures
But this turmoil burns in her memories
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
She thinks about it again and again and always
The violins, the decor, and those velvet words
His parfume, his white teeth, down to the last detail
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
While taking his glass close to her he leans
Whispers in her ear while grazing her hip
Just four words, the trouble of a life
Just four words he forgets instantly
Spin the lives oh spin an begone
Spin the violins
She thinks about it again and again and always
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Collections with "Tournent les violons"
| 1. | Songs and Poems about Musical Instruments (Part One) |
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| 2. | Comme toi |
| 3. | Je te donne |
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