Counting Stars On The Ceiling کے بول

Les soleils couchants Revêtent les champs Les canaux, la ville entière D'hyacinthe et d'or Le monde s'endort Dans une chaude lumière Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté Luxe, calme et volupté Took a taxi with Jean last night It was late and it was raining We live far away from each other And there was no desire I think it was more the dark night Or some lonely feeling When we got home, we were alone We fell in love with that feeling When we got home, we were alone We fell in love with that feeling Rain since Tuesday Barely found my way to the shop For the milk in the morning And the news of the world had turned around Then I heard you calling Saw you turn the darkened corner Then you were gone When I've got home, I was alone I fell in love with that feeling When I've got home, I was alone And I counted stars on the ceiling When I've got home, I was alone And I fell in love with that feeling When I've got home, I was alone And I counted stars on the ceiling I fell in love with that feeling When I've got home, I was alone I counted stars on the ceiling I fell in love with that feeling I fell in love with that feeling The setting suns Adorn the fields The canals, the whole city With hyacinth and gold The world falls asleep In a warm glow of light There all is order and beauty Luxury, peace, and pleasure