Lyrics:
(La Marcha de los Santos)
Well, when the saints (well, when the saints)
Go marching' in (go marchin' in)
Yeah, when the saints
Go marching' in
est
Car dans sa cuisine
On bat le briquet
Au clair de la lune
L'aimable Lubin
Frappe chez la brune
Qui répond soudain
Qui frappe de la
from here where will we go, Saint Teresa?
Back up to her patron saint and beyond our wood, those lights.
Saint Teresa of Avila, Discalced De
Sisters and brothers
This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you
My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go
Sisters and brothers
This is reverend Satchmo gettin' ready to beat out this mellow sermon for you
My text this evenin's "When The Saints Go
Ooh
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, ooh
Well way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale about
(La Marcha de los Santos)
Well, when the saints (well, when the saints)
Go marching' in (go marchin' in)
Yeah, when the saints
Go marching' in
Ooh
Merry Christmas Saint Nick
Christmas comes this time each year
Ooh, ooh
Well way up North where the air gets cold
There's a tale about
Chants
Holy Ghost chants
La terre est pleine de Ta gloire
Les cieux chantent de joie Seigneur
Que tu es grand et puissant
Que tu es bon et à jamais
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when
And I swear by the grease in the crease of my hand
If you need speedy lubin', I'll prove
I'm your man
I'll beg if I must, 'cause I'm aching to hear
lasem gniewu i obłudy
Za górą strachu nasza miłość
Twoje słowa są jak łubin
Tak jak łubin w parny dzień
Twoje słowa są jak łubin
Który kwitnie żółtym
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when
Monsieur Saint-Pierre
1.
Y'a pas à dir', j'aim'bien la vie
Et un peu trop les beaux garçons,
Moi, j'ai un coeur qui s'multiplie
Et ça m'fait de
Nicolas
Saint Nicolas
Saint Nicolas
Saint Nicolas
Au grand saint Nicolas patron des écoliers
Apportez moi du sucre dans mon petit soulier
Je serais toujours
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when
ça, toute seule
Rue Saint-Vincent
A' travaillait déjà pour vivre
Et les soirs de givre
Dans l'froid noir et glaçant
Son p'tit fichu sur les épaules
A'
powder an' for store bought hair
De man ah love would not gone nowhere, nowhere
Got de Saint Louis Blues jes as blue as ah can be
Dat man got a heart lak
Oh when the saints go marching in
When the saints go marching in
Oh lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
And when
[Chorus]
Well when the saints go marchin' in
Well when the saints go marchin in
Oh lord i want to be in that number
When the saints go marchin'
Dufour
Tu viens me visiter
À Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Il n'y a plus d'après
À Saint-Germain-des-Prés
Plus d'après-demain
Plus d'après-midi
Il n'y
Oh, when the saints, go marching in
Yes when the saints go marching in
Oh Lord I want to be in that ever lovin' number
When the saints go marching
comme le prouvent les événements
Quatre-vingt-neuf tue la noblesse
Et un point à l'envers
Et un point à l'endroit
Un point pour saint Joseph
Un
Oh, when the saints go marching in
Oh, when the saints go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when
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