Je Crois Entendre Encore
David Gilmour
I Still Believe I Hear
I still believe I hear
Hidden under the palm trees
His tender and sonorous voice
Like the song of wood pigeons.
Oh enchanting night
Divine delight
Oh charming memory
Mad intoxication, sweet dream!
In the light of the stars
I still believe I see her
Unveiling her long veils
To the warm evening winds.
Oh enchanting night
Divine delight
Oh charming memory
Mad intoxication, sweet dream!
Charming Memory!
Charming Memory!
