Paroles de Legionnaire's lament

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I'm a legionnaire
Camel in disrepair
Hoping for a frigidaire
To come passing by

I am on reprieve
Lacking my joie de vive
Missing my gay paris
In this desert dry

And i wrote my girl
Told her i would not return
Terribly taken a turn
For the worse, now i fear

It's been a year or more
Since they shipped me to this foreign shore
Fighting in a foreign war
So far away from my home

If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevards
And the side walk bagatelles
It's like a dream

With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the seine
Lord, i don't know if i'll ever be back again

Medicating in the sun
Pinched doses of laudanum
Longing for the old fecundity
Of my homeland

Curses to this mirage
A bottle of ancient chiraz
A smattering of distant applause
Is ringing in my poor ears

On the old left bank
My baby in a charabanc
Riding up the width and length
Of the champs elysees

If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevard
And the side walk bagatelles
It's like a dream

With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the seine
Lord, i don't know if i'll ever be back again

If only summer rain would fall
On the houses and the boulevard
And the side walk bagatelles '
It's like a dream

With the roar of cars
And the lulling of the cafe bars
The sweetly sleeping sweeping of the seine
Lord, i don't know if i'll ever be back again

Be back again
Be back again
I'll be back again

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