译文: 吉米巴菲特. 东西所以女性关于A Mandoline.
'appelle Mandoline Il faut bien le dire sans trop savoir pourquoi On l'appelle Mandoline Mais elle n'en a jamais eu sous ses doigts Quand elle passe, Mandoline
ca de haut Deux petites flammes, comme des flamencos Heureusement qu'il y a Mandoline Petit amour, petite merveille Heureusement qu'il y a Mandoline Mandoline danse au soleil Mandoline Mandoline
l'appelle Mandoline Il faut bien le dire sans trop savoir pourquoi On l'appelle Mandoline Mais elle n'en a jamais eu sous ses doigts Quand elle passe, Mandoline
voient ca de haut Deux petites flammes, comme des flamencos Heureusement qu'il y a Mandoline Petit amour, petite merveille Heureusement qu'il y a Mandoline Mandoline danse au soleil Mandoline Mandoline
my mandolin moon Come along till the sweet sweet morning Come along I'll be waiting for you Shine down, light it up, wash it over Waitin' 'round for my mandolin
' so feminine about a mandolin Way that they feel, the way that they ring And that evenin' in a pasture somewhere near austin That mandolin made me sing Her mandolin
trance You weaved by candlelight Oh, I saw a sunrise like never before As mandolin played I cried for more Oh, mandolin, oh, mandolin Waiting in the
carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile, it would last for awhile You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain
it on Picasso's mandolin Like Picasso said before he died ?There?s one more paintin' I'd like to try? Well, the doctor held his breath And then Picasso nailed a mandolin
Here she comes in candlelight Setting like a full moon over Summer eyes Under colden light Where the waters gone And the water says What water will be
carnival tent I laughed and she'd smile It would last for a while You don't know what you got till you lose it all again Listen to the mandolin rain
man who plays the mandolino You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine That's how he's paid to serenade your lady fair With his little mandolino And a
Here comes the man with the mandolin He'll cheer you up 'till your ship comes in Lovable old fellow playing an old tune He comes 'round every afternoon
leave 'Cause I knew how much you loved the sun But you chose to stay, stay and keep me warm Through the darkest nights I've ever known If the mandolin
lakeshore He did love the sound of a summer storm It played on a lake like a mandolin Now it's washing him away once again, once again Listen to the mandolin
hear mandolins in the moonlight mandolins in the moonlight! See what magic you start? A song of Italy sings In perfect tune with the strings of my heart Mandolins
