Ballade At Thirty-Five (Album) Lyrics
| Song | Ballade At Thirty-Five (Album) |
| Artist | Carla Bruni |
| Album | No Promises |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:04.170] | This, no song of ingénue, |
| [00:07.360] | This, no ballad of innocence; |
| [00:10.960] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
| [00:14.460] | Followed ever the natural bents. |
| [00:18.220] | This, a solo of sapience, |
| [00:22.080] | This, a chantey of sophistry, |
| [00:25.600] | This, the sum of experiments, |
| [00:28.940] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:33.230] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:36.590] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:47.270] | Decked in garments of sable hue, |
| [00:50.400] | Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents, |
| [00:54.310] | Wearing shower bouquets of rue, |
| [00:57.770] | Walk I ever in penitence. |
| [01:01.530] | Oft I roam, as my heart repents, |
| [01:04.910] | Through God's acre of memory, |
| [01:08.550] | Marking stones, in my reverence, |
| [01:11.920] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:16.030] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:19.760] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:29.660] | Pictures pass me in long review, |
| [01:33.170] | Marching columns of dead events. |
| [01:36.440] | I was tender, and, often, true; |
| [01:40.170] | Ever a prey to coincidence. |
| [01:44.160] | Always knew I the consequence; |
| [01:47.920] | Always saw what the end would be. |
| [01:51.500] | We’re as Nature has made us -- hence |
| [01:55.110] | I loved them until they loved me.Princes, never I’d give offense, |
| [01:58.840] | I loved them until they loved me.Princes, never I’d give offense, |
| [02:02.160] | I loved them until they loved me.Princes, never I’d give offense, |
| [02:12.800] | I loved them until they loved me.Princes, never I’d give offense, |
| [02:16.380] | Won’t you think of me tenderly? |
| [02:19.710] | Here’s my strength and my weakness, gents |
| [02:27.480] | This, no song of ingénue, |
| [02:30.860] | This, no ballad of innocence; |
| [02:34.650] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
| [00:04.170] | This, no song of inge nue, |
| [00:07.360] | This, no ballad of innocence |
| [00:10.960] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
| [00:14.460] | Followed ever the natural bents. |
| [00:18.220] | This, a solo of sapience, |
| [00:22.080] | This, a chantey of sophistry, |
| [00:25.600] | This, the sum of experiments, |
| [00:28.940] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:33.230] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:36.590] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:47.270] | Decked in garments of sable hue, |
| [00:50.400] | Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents, |
| [00:54.310] | Wearing shower bouquets of rue, |
| [00:57.770] | Walk I ever in penitence. |
| [01:01.530] | Oft I roam, as my heart repents, |
| [01:04.910] | Through God' s acre of memory, |
| [01:08.550] | Marking stones, in my reverence, |
| [01:11.920] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:16.030] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:19.760] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:29.660] | Pictures pass me in long review, |
| [01:33.170] | Marching columns of dead events. |
| [01:36.440] | I was tender, and, often, true |
| [01:40.170] | Ever a prey to coincidence. |
| [01:44.160] | Always knew I the consequence |
| [01:47.920] | Always saw what the end would be. |
| [01:51.500] | We' re as Nature has made us hence |
| [01:55.110] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [01:58.840] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:02.160] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:12.800] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:16.380] | Won' t you think of me tenderly? |
| [02:19.710] | Here' s my strength and my weakness, gents |
| [02:27.480] | This, no song of inge nue, |
| [02:30.860] | This, no ballad of innocence |
| [02:34.650] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
| [00:04.170] | This, no song of ingé nue, |
| [00:07.360] | This, no ballad of innocence |
| [00:10.960] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
| [00:14.460] | Followed ever the natural bents. |
| [00:18.220] | This, a solo of sapience, |
| [00:22.080] | This, a chantey of sophistry, |
| [00:25.600] | This, the sum of experiments, |
| [00:28.940] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:33.230] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:36.590] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [00:47.270] | Decked in garments of sable hue, |
| [00:50.400] | Daubed with ashes of myriad Lents, |
| [00:54.310] | Wearing shower bouquets of rue, |
| [00:57.770] | Walk I ever in penitence. |
| [01:01.530] | Oft I roam, as my heart repents, |
| [01:04.910] | Through God' s acre of memory, |
| [01:08.550] | Marking stones, in my reverence, |
| [01:11.920] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:16.030] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:19.760] | I loved them until they loved me. |
| [01:29.660] | Pictures pass me in long review, |
| [01:33.170] | Marching columns of dead events. |
| [01:36.440] | I was tender, and, often, true |
| [01:40.170] | Ever a prey to coincidence. |
| [01:44.160] | Always knew I the consequence |
| [01:47.920] | Always saw what the end would be. |
| [01:51.500] | We' re as Nature has made us hence |
| [01:55.110] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [01:58.840] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:02.160] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:12.800] | I loved them until they loved me. Princes, never I' d give offense, |
| [02:16.380] | Won' t you think of me tenderly? |
| [02:19.710] | Here' s my strength and my weakness, gents |
| [02:27.480] | This, no song of ingé nue, |
| [02:30.860] | This, no ballad of innocence |
| [02:34.650] | This, the rhyme of a lady who |
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