Notre pere qui es au ciel aide-nous Ecoute la priere que nous t'adressons Que ton nom soit sanctifie toujours et partout A tous ceux qui t'aime accorde
I'll see you I made this world for you I made this world for you I look down on this race I created And all I see is violence and hatred I shake my head
Once in a while my heart gets lonely Once in a while when night is blue Time and again, You are the only one I can hold on to There never is a moment
Our Father, which art in Heaven I'm so grateful of all the beautiful things That You are allowing me to see The birds, bees The ability to do what I
Oh daddy, please Take me with you where you goin'? Oh daddy, please Come find the time, come watch us growin' Oh daddy, please Don't leave there's so
Hear our prayer We are Your children And we've gathered here today, bless me We're gathered here to pray Hear our cry Lord, we need Your mercy And we
Our Father who art in Zion Hallowed be Thy name Thy kingdom come on earth Thine will be done on earth Hallowed Thy name
It's not time to make a change, just relax, take it easy You're still young, that's your fault, there's so much you have to know Find a girl, settle down
This is the time of all times When man should be compelled to choose To choose between good and evil Be ... free... all the children of man Because
Fate will find a way, for you On golden wings and leaden shoes All the way to the house our father knew And this angry storm of slamming doors And broken
vieux peres du de-ble. Dis bonjour, v'la les boss, la flambe en boss, les Giorgio Smalto, Ston-we croco du Rap brailles, nos strategies, cellules cerebrales grillees, notre
ans, j'ai porte ce nom avec fierte Maintenant, j'hesite a le prononcer Jamais l'idee ne m'a effleuree Fanee, la rose du sud s'eteint Meme Notre Dame
'oubli Gravee bien mieux que par une lame Dans la memoire d'Abraham Longue, l'attente de l'heure Lourde, la peine en nos coeurs Mais si grands notre amour notre
haut Savant poete, je prie pour toi Et toi le ciel, ecoute-moi Et toi le ciel, entend ma voix Je prie la paix, l'inesperee Les "Notre Pere" n'ont rien
ce fut l'horreur Sa fille partie c'etait trop dur Il fallu installer sur l'heure Dans la cuisine un vide ordure Malgre tout ca notr' Jean-Rene Prit quand
forgetfulness Graved well better than with a sword In abraham's memory Longue l'attente de l'heure Lourde la peine en nos coeurs Mais si grands notre amour notre
Meme a genoux, meme en priere Elle se souvient de l'italie Jesus marie et notre pere C'est peu vous dire qu'elle vous oublie Even kneeled, even in prayer
