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Milord Lyrics

Come on, my lord!
You sit at my table;
It's so cold outside,
Here `s comfortable.
Let yourself go, Milord
Well and take your ease,
Your pain in my heart
And your feet on a chair
I know you, my lord,
You don `m`'ve ever seen
I'm a girl that `the port
`That a shadow of the street ...
But you `d have grazed
When you spend yesterday
You don `were very proud,
Lady! You filled the sky:
Your silk scarf
Floating on your shoulders,
You were the best part,
It was like the king ...
You walk as a winner
The arm of a young girl `
My God! ... That `it was beautiful ...
J `'m cold in the heart ...

Come on, my lord!
You sit at my table;
It's so cold outside,
Here `s comfortable.
Let you, my lord,
Well and take your ease,
Your pain in my heart
And your feet on a chair
I know you, my lord,
You don `m`'ve ever seen
I'm a girl that `port
`That a shadow of the street ...

Say that `sometimes just
Let there be a ship
For any tears
When the ship `s will ...
He took with him
The soft eyes so tender
Who has failed to understand
That `it broke your life
L `love, it makes you cry
Like what `s existence
It gives you every opportunity
To resume after ...

Come on, my lord!
You have the air of a kid `!
Let yourself go, my lord,
Come into my kingdom
I treat remorse
I sing romance,
I sing the lords
Who don `t have had no luck!
Look, my lord,
You don `m`'ve ever seen ...
But ... ... you cry, my lord?
It ... `j` s would never have believed! ...

Well, see, my lord!
Smile at me, my lord!
That `it ... Better! A p `tit effort ...
Well, that `s it!
Come on, laugh, my lord!
Come sing, my lord!
La-la-la ...

...
But yes, dance, my lord!
La-la-la ... Congratulations Milord!
La-la-la ... Milord again! ... La-la-la ...

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mistranslation, "my lord" ... 'Milord' is a surname. No Lord.

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Many mistranslation by google in the lyric. Edith Piaf, having a Parisian slang. Unable to translate by google. I have chosen a theme, with the Cowboys, because the music seems a little western. Mainly the piano.

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True Lyric english Edith Piaf


Milord


(chorus)
Come along, Milord!
Sit at my table;
It is so cold, outside,
Here it's comfortable.
Relax, Milord
And make yourself at ease,
Your troubles on my heart
And your feet on a chair
I know you, Milord,
You've never seen me,
I'm just a girl from the docks,
Just a shadow of the street...

Yet, I crossed you,
While you were passing yesterday,
You were so proud,
God! The sky made you perfect:

Your silk scarf
Floating on your shoulders,
You were so beautiful
You could have been mistaken for the king...
You were walking victoriously

A woman on your arm,
My God! ... How beautiful she was...
It makes my blood run cold...

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Sometimes it's just enough
For there to be a boat
To make everything fall apart
When the boat leaves...
It brought away with it
The sweet girl with the tender eyes
Who didn't understand
She was ruining your life
Love, makes one cry
And life
Gives you all your chances
To take them back afterwards...

Come along, Milord!
You look like a kid!
Relax, Milord,
Come into my kingdom:
I heal remorse,
I sing romance,
I sing about milords,
who are unlucky!
Look at me, Milord,
You've never seen me before...
...But...You're crying, Milord?
That...I would never have believed it!...

Ah, well, there there, Milord!
Smile at me, Milord!
...Better than that! A bit of effort...
There we are!
Come along, laugh, Milord!
Come along, sing, Milord!
La-la-la...
Yes, dance, Milord!
La-la-la... Bravo Milord!
La-la-la... Yet Milord! ... La-la-la...

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