Vanessa Paradis
Miscellaneous
The Good Lord Is A Sailor
A sailor
He carries a bag on his shoulder
A sailor
It's barely out of school
A sailor
It's a dream to leave
A sailor
It's going to wander the world
One morning
The Good Lord is a sailor
And the devil is a sailor
Towards the two poles
He rolls his destiny
On a trawl
Blue wool cap
And the hands caught in the nets
Of destiny
The grease of the machines
On the fists
He is going to run the world
My sailor
The Good God is a sailor
And the devil is a sailor
On the main mast
He wrote my name
Like the name of a boat
Who would be afraid of the water
He who is never afraid of anything
He goes away in the wind
Towards the islands singing
My sailor
The Good Lord is a sailor
And the devil is a sailor
In all ports
A girl wants him well
It's very good
He is the only master on board
/>When he comes
Then he picks up his bag in the morning
With all the love of blondes
In his hands
He goes to travel the world
My sailor
The Good Lord is a sailor
And the devil is a sailor

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