Letra de Going to Paris
We are going to Paris in a ship with red sails As the storm gathers slowly we eat fishheads and snailsThe mate jumps up, throws down a line to a man overboard for the ninetieth time And then he says with a wink "Sometimes I think I've been doing this forever!"We are going to Paris in a ship called the? There are signs in the sky at night that the Captain says he's seenI keep books under my pillow and read them before I sleep Strange places I go to, strange companies I keepWe are going to Paris we are one and thirty strong I can feel it in the air we'll be there before longThe wind has come like a man insane, insane We are going to Paris it rains and it rainsWe are going to Paris in a ship with red sails We are going to Paris in a ship with red sails