Litfiba — Paname song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Paname" by Litfiba.
Lyrics
Oh, boulevards de Paris
Nel tempo senza eta`
Corteo di maschere colora i muri
E' il carnevale
C’e` chi danza e chi canta
Siamo gli angeli
Vogliamo vendetta, cherie cherie
Per questo inferno
Oh, boulevards de Paris
Un po' uomo, un po' animale
A cavallo di u drago
La tentazione non puo` far male
A Paname, a Paname
Grognards et grenadiers sont fous de moi
A Paname, Paname
Pendant la nuit des revolutionaires
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase`
Oh boulevards de Paris
Nel tempo senza eta`
Saremo armati
Saremo l' incubo degli annoiati
C’e` chi danza e chi canta
Siamo gli angeli
Vogliamo vendetta, cherie cherie
Et guerre
A Paname, a Paname
Grognards et grenadiers sont fous de moi
A Paname, Paname
Pendant la nuit des revolutionaires
N’oubliez pas, n’oubliez pas
Grognards et grenadiers sont fous de moi
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase`
Saremo tempesta, tempesta e calore
La ghigliottina di ogni legge morale
A Paname, a Paname
Grognards et grenadiers sont fous de moi
A Paname, Paname
Pendant la nuit des revolutionaires
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase`
Lyrics translation
Oh, boulevards de Paris
In time without age
Procession of masks colors the walls
It's Carnival.
There are those who dance and those who sing
We are the Angels
We want revenge, cherie cherie
For this hell
Oh, boulevards de Paris
A little man, a little animal
Riding u Dragon
Temptation can't hurt
To Paname, to Paname
Grunts and grenadiers are crazy about me
To Paname, Paname
During the night of the revolutionaries
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase'
Oh boulevards de Paris
In time without age
We'll be armed
We'll be the nightmare of the bored
There are those who dance and those who sing
We are the Angels
We want revenge, cherie cherie
And war
To Paname, to Paname
Grunts and grenadiers are crazy about me
To Paname, Paname
During the night of the revolutionaries
Don't forget, don't forget
Grunts and grenadiers are crazy about me
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase'
We'll be storm, Storm and heat
The guillotine of every moral law
To Paname, to Paname
Grunts and grenadiers are crazy about me
To Paname, Paname
During the night of the revolutionaries
Paname, Paname
A Paname blase'