| Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 
 There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea
 And you became the light on the dark side of me
 Love remained a drug that's the high and not the pill
 
 But did you know that when it snows
 My eyes become large and
 The light that you shine can't be seen?
 
 Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
 Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
 And now that your rose is in bloom
 A light hits the gloom on the grey
 
 Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 
 There is so much a man can tell you
 So much he can say
 You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain, baby
 To me, you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny
 Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
 
 But did you know that when it snows
 My eyes become large and
 The light that you shine can't be seen?
 
 Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
 Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah
 Now that your rose is in bloom
 A light hits the gloom on the grey
 
 I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
 I, I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
 I've (And if I should fall, will it all go away?) been kissed by a rose on the grey
 I, I've been kissed by a rose on the grey
 
 There is so much a man can tell you
 So much he can say
 You remain my power, my pleasure, my pain
 To me you're like a growing addiction that I can't deny, yeah
 Won't you tell me, is that healthy, baby?
 
 But did you know that when it snows
 My eyes become large and
 The light that you shine can't be seen?
 
 Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
 Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
 Now that your rose is in bloom
 A light hits the gloom on the grey
 Yes, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
 Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
 And now that your rose is in bloom
 A light hits the gloom on the grey
 
 Ba-ya-ya, ba-da-da-da-da-da, ba-ya-ya
 
 Now that your rose is in bloom
 A light hits the gloom on the grey
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La chanson est très belle mais le film est notoirement mauvais. Un vrai navet. Le suivant avec George Clooney en Batman est encore pire.
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