Marty Willson şarkı sözleri
In 1945 my dear
The Paris summer rain
Camus' thoughts were shining jewels
Floating down the Seine
St. Germain, St. Germain
The sun left diamonds in red wine
The beams sneaked through the trees
Life sometimes can be so kind
And then it's just disease
St. Germain, St. Germain
