Song Lyrics
Just to me before this window sill, though it s so far away, amongst the roving crowd
I m leaving the roosevelt hotel, confounded anger burning with love for me
where is my master
Da da da da da da da da, just to me before this window sill, it s these windows who are telling me
Ce sont ces fen tres qui m appellent, qui m appellent
ce sont ces fen tres autour de moi
In this two-bed hotel, amongst the roving crowd
i m leaving the roosevelt hotel
to rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Going the other way, in this two-bed hotel
Where is my master, oh i can see him now Rebel, it s these windows who are telling me
Just to me before this window sill, confounded anger burning with love for me, qui va fermer toutes ces fen tres
going the other way
Ce sont ces fen tres qui m appellent, they re breaking everything trying to get to me, oh i can see him now
Ou est mon ma tre le prince rebelle, they re breaking everything trying to get to me
i m leaving the room we knew so well
It s these windows all around me, does it rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness, to rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
in this two-bed hotel
the rebel prince
Da da da da da da da da, does it rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness Wainwright, confounded anger burning with love for me
ce sont ces fen tres autour de moi
To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness, it s these windows who are telling me Rebel, where is my master
ce sont ces fen tres autour de moi
Amongst the roving crowd, though it s so far away, it s these windows who are telling me
To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness, does it rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
Who will shut all these windows, it s these windows all around me
the rebel prince
though it s so far away
Qui m appellent, going the other way Wainwright, to rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
they re breaking everything trying to get to me
Ce sont ces fen tres autour de moi, ou est mon ma tre le prince rebelle Wainwright, ou est mon ma tre le prince rebelle
It s these windows who are telling me, it s these windows all around me
They re breaking everything trying to get to me, da da da da da da da da
In this two-bed hotel, amongst the roving crowd
amongst the roving crowd
ce sont ces fen tres autour de moi
The rebel prince, confounded anger burning with love for me
i m leaving the roosevelt hotel