there's a time to wait,
and there's a time for hope

  


 

 

 

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                            sommaire  

 

Of course, I remember
      by Charles of Pearlshills

 

                   
Try to remember that day of september
When life turn cold, and oh, so sorrow
Try to remember that day of September
When wind was spinning, white dust raining
Try to remember that day of September
When luck has turned for all those fellows
So if you remember that day , then follow


                   
oh dear, please, can you remember
when metal birds felt dizzy, around the cast-iron trees
yes, its hard to remember, my tender
when life goes mad, when we lost friends
its crazy but I only can remember
that joy desappears and smiles turn in sadness
oh I must tell you, as I remember.
When day became night, when blue turn to grey
So if you remember that day , then follow

                   
Of course I remember the day of september
I know now for all those friends parents and children
Of course we always remember, my tender
if life is gone , life is
born too
Now I try to believe in september
Democracy will win, liiberty will win
Now , dearest, I try to believe in september
In the blue of the sky, the evening so amber
So if you remember that day , then follow

                   
I Try to remember that day of september
Well dream of a world so better
I Try to remember when life was so tender
Well believe of humans more attractiver
Try to remember and if you remember,
That life becomes so much tender
Yes, now, in those days of september
it can be nice to hope, with you , tender