(William "Smokey" Robinson)

Mr. Blues
You are my only companion
Since my baby's gone

Hey, Mr. Blues
You are my lonely companion
Since my baby's gone

How I wish you would go
Away and leave me
Oh, yeah
But I know if you do
I'll be all alone

'Cause you're the only guy
In this whole wide world
That I can call my own

Hey, Mr. Blues
Why did I take you and stay with me
But you've been here every day with me
Since my baby's gone

Oh, Mr. Blues
Although I don't want to hurt you
I know I have to desert you

La do do la do
Deux doigts sur un piano
Ce vieux piano a bon dos
Me suivre dans mes r陃es
Ce n'est pas de tout repos


La do do la do
Two fingers on a piano
This old piano is still good
Following me in my dreams
Is not an easy task
Sur les touches noires
Je mets mon dé–Ÿespoir
Ou bien je gare
Mes problé‘?es


On the black keys
I put my despair
Or I park
My problems
C'est sur les touches blanches
Que je range
Mes �e t'aime⌦㔹㤵഻

It's on the white keys
That I put
My "I love you"
Alors ce piano-l⌦ㄲã¬nNe sait plus o⌦ã˜n㬸 il va
Il pleure ou bien il rit
Ou les deux ⌦ㄲã¬n la fois
Il fait des tré–™olos
Il est juste il est faux


So this piano
Don't know where it's going
It cries or it laughes
Or both at the same time
It makes tremolos
It's exact it's false
Il mé–˜ange tout
Le pire et le meilleur
Il colle bout ⌦ㄲã¬n bout
Mineur et puis majeur
Il cogne un peu trop fort
Et se trompe d'accord


It mixes up everything
The best and the worst
It glues end to end
Minor and then major
It hits a bit too hard
And doesn't do the right pitch
La do do la do
Je joue pianissimo
En r陃ant d'un inconnu
Qui pour la vie entié‘¢e
Me fera faire
Un pas de plus


La do do la do
I play piannissimo
Dreaming of a stranger
Who for a lifetime
Will make me make
One more step
Je n'ai que deux mains
Mais l'air que j'aime bien
Ne se joue qu'⌦ㄲã¬n quatre mains
Mais pourvu qu'il existe
Le pianiste
Que j'attends


I only have two hands
But the music I like much
Only plays with four hands
But so long as exist
This pianist
I'm waiting for
Sinon ce piano-l⌦ㄲã¬nNe sait plus o⌦ã˜n㬸 il va
Il pleure ou bien il rit
Ou les deux ⌦ㄲã¬n la fois
Il fait des tré–™olos
Il est juste il est faux


If not this piano
Don't know where it's going
It cries or it laughes
Or both at the same time
It makes tremolos
It's exact it's false
En attendant qu'il vienne
Cet air que je compose
Ne risque pas de faire
Trembler �a vie en rose⌦㔹㤵഻䔀� 瀀漀甀爀�愀渀� 樀攀 猀甀椀猀 昀椀戀斔
D'avoir fait sur son nom
Cette dr鬺e de chanson


Waiting for him to arrive
This music I create
Don't have a chance to
Make shiver �a vie en rose⌦㔹㤵※
But I'm proud
To have done on its name
This strange song
Dr鬺e de chanson
Cette dr鬺e de chanson


Strange song
This strange song

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