Les Milles Paillettes
Manu Chao
A Thousand Sparkles
I wanted them with a thousand sparkles
I wanted them
Too beautiful for me.
I wanted them to party
I wanted them
All on edge.
I wanted them all in my arms
I saw them beautiful and fragile
I dreamed of them beautiful and fragile
I dreamed of them so docile
I wanted them
And I drown
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
All alone, my face
Once again
...
I see myself like a king
In a big bed full of girls
Surrounded by 100,000
Sparkles
There was Francine
There was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I see myself
Like a king
I see myself
And I drown
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
There are no
Drums or trumpets
All alone, my face
Once again
All alone, my face
I see myself
There was Francine
There was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I wanted them too beautiful for me.
I wanted them all with a thousand sparkles
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
There are no drums
No trumpets
There’s no Louise
There’s no Ginette
There’s no Francine
There’s just
Me...
Surrounded by 100,000 sparkles
Once again, I see myself...
La la la la
La la la la...
I wanted them with a thousand sparkles
I wanted them
Too beautiful for me.
I wanted them to party
I wanted them
All on edge.
I wanted them all in my arms
I saw them beautiful and fragile
I dreamed of them so docile
I wanted them
And I drown
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
All alone, my face
Once again
...
I see myself like a king
Surrounded by 100,000 girls
In a big bed full of sparkles
There was Francine
There was Ginette
All alone, my face
Once again
All alone, my face
I see myself
There was Francine
There was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
In a big bed with a thousand sparkles
I wanted them too beautiful for me.
La la la la
La la la la
I wanted them with a thousand sparkles
I wanted them
Too beautiful for me.
I wanted them to party
I wanted them
All on edge.
I wanted them all in my arms
I saw them beautiful and fragile
I dreamed of them so docile
I wanted them
And I drown
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
All alone, my face
Once again
...
I see myself like a king
Surrounded by 100,000 girls
In a big bed full of sparkles
There was Francine
There was Ginette
There was Louise and Roberta
I see myself and I drown
Sitting all alone
Without a clue or a plan
There are no drums
No trumpets
There’s no Louise
There’s no Ginette
There’s no Francine
There’s just
Me...
La la la la
La la la la
