Lalanne Francis
Miscellaneous
The House of Happiness
Words and music: Francis Lalanne
1 A garden
Four walls
A sun
Golden like a ripe lemon
Your warmth
Nestled against my warmth
And your heart close to my heart
2 Your soft eyes
Your heavy breasts
My bare hands
Lying against your velvet
Our first names
Engraved in colored felt pen
On your heart, on my heart.
R This would be the house of happiness
Even at high rent I'm a taker
There would only be you against me
And love against our love...
3 More car
No more cinema
Nothing but a dream
On the tip of your nose
Your beauty spots
My grain of madness
And your life against my life
4 Nothing but a roof
For both of us
Nothing but a room
With a view of your eyes
Dog who sleeps
And who watches at the bottom of the bed
Over your life, over my life
5 A garden
On the sea
A sorrow
Thrown like a bitter fruit
Your heat
Close to my heat
And your heart
Close to my heart
R ...against our love.

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