Testo di Place Pigalle

Here's the fallen sun on holiday Meeting her byes about it way Looking it's killed many men And i've been all of them Inside a week See the man in the bar Who got too drunk to speak He adores that song mundane as it is The days in a dream That wasn't his Nights about the top of the lift When it's gone to its drift far away To keep it together for long its half holiday From the bar they walk to place pigalle The taxi waved down goodnight sleep well Now it's just a step to the door When he's walks all and more to take her away Out of this temporary half holiday Here's the fallen sun on holiday Meeting her byes about it way Looking it's killed many men