To everything (Turn, turn, turn) there is a season (Turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven.
A time to be born, a time to die, a time to plant, a time to reap.
A time to kill, a time to heal, a time to laugh, a time to weep.

To everything (Turn, turn, turn) there is a season (Turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven.
A time to build up, a time to break down.
A time to dance, a time to mourn.
A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together.

To everything (Turn, turn, turn) there is a season (Turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven.
A time of love, a time of hate, a time of war, a time of peace.
A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing.

(Guitare solo)

To everything (Turn, turn, turn) there is a season (Turn, turn, turn)
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven.
A time to gain, a time to lose, a time to rend, a time to sew.
A time for love, a time for hate.
A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late.

If you’re going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you’re going to San Francisco
You’re gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation such a strange vibration
People in motion
There’s a whole generation with a new explanation
People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there

All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey).
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (On a winter’s day).
I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (If I was in L.A.).
California dreaming (California dreaming) on such a winter’s day.

Stopped into a church, I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (Got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray).
You know the preacher likes the cold (Preacher likes the cold).
He knows I’m gonna stay (Knows I’m gonna stay).
California dreaming (California dreaming) on such a winter’s day.

(Saxophone solo)

All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey).
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (On a winter’s day).
If I didn’t tell her (If I didn’t tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today).
California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter’s day (California dreaming).
On such a winter’s day (California dreaming).
On such a winter’s day.

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, oh oh oh.
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files.
We’d like to help you learn to help yourself.
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes.
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home.

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know, oh oh oh.
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes.
It’s a little secret, just the Robinsons’ affair.
Most of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kids.

Coo coo ka-choo, Mrs Robinson.
Jesus loves you more than you will know, oh oh oh.
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson.
Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates’ debate.
Laugh about it, shout about it when you’ve got to choose.
Ev’ry way you look at this, you lose.

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio ?
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, ooh ooh ooh.
What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson ?
Joltin’ Joe has left and gone away, hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I’ll make you so sure about it

God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you

God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Well life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows
God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound

I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la …

After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la …

After nine days I let the horse run free
‘Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it’s life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love

You see I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
‘Cause there ain’t no one for to give you no pain
La, la …

Got out of town on a boat goin’ to Southern islands.
Sailing a reach before a followin’ sea.

She was makin’ for the trades on the outside,
And the downhill run to Papeete.
Off the wind on this heading lie the Marquesas.
We got eighty feet of’a waterline.
Nicely making way.

In a noisy bar in Avalon I tried to call you.
But on a midnight watch I realized
Why twice you ran away.

Chorus

Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me larger voices callin’.
What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.

I have been around the world,
Lookin’ for that woman/girl,
Who knows love can endure.
And you know it will.

When you see the Southern Cross for the first time
You understand now why you came this way.
‘Cause the truth you might be runnin’ from is so small.
But it’s as big as the promise – The promise of a comin’ day.

So I’m sailing for tomorrow – My dreams are a dyin’.
And my love is an anchor tied to you – Tied with a silver chain.

I have my ship and all her flags are a flyin’
She is all that I have left – And music is her name.

Chorus

Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are using me larger voices callin’.
What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.

I have been around the world,
lookin’ for that woman/girl
Who knows love can endure.
And you know it will.
And you know it will.

So we cheated and we lied and we tested.
And we never failed to fail; it was the easiest thing to do.
You will survive being bested.
Somebody fine will come along make me forget about loving you
in the Southern Cross.

I thought love was
Only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else
But not for me
Love was out to get to me
That’s the way it seems
Disappointment haunted
All my dreams

And then I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
Not a trace
Of doubt in my mind
I’m in love
I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her
If I tried

I thought love was
More or less a given thing
It seems The more I gave the less
I got,
What’s the use in trying
All you get is pain
When I needed sunshine
I got rain

And then I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
Not a trace
Of doubt in my mind
I’m in love
I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her
If I tried

Love was out to get to me
That’s the way it seems
Disappointment haunted
All my dreams

And then I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
Not a trace
Of doubt in my mind
I’m in love
I’m a believer
I couldn’t leave her
If I tried

Yes I saw her face
Now I’m a believer
Not a trace
Of doubt in my mind
Say, I’m a believer
I’m a believer
I’m a believer
believer, believer
believer,believer

Bows and flows of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere
I’ve looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It’s cloud illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all

Moons and Junes and ferris wheels
The dizzy, dancing way you feel
As every fairy tale comes real
I’ve looked at love that way

But now it’s just another show
You leave them laughing when you go
And if you care, don’t let them know
Don’t give yourself away

I’ve looked at love from both sides now
From give and take and still somehow
It’s love’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say « I love you » right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I’ve looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I’ve changed
But something’s lost and something’s gained
In living every day

I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all

All the leaves are brown (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (And the sky is grey).
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (On a winter’s day).
I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (If I was in L.A.).
California dreaming (California dreaming) on such a winter’s day.

Ça fait dix mille ans qu’on les fait patienter.
Ce sont tous des braves gens (Tous des braves gens).
Ils n’ont plus qu’une idée (N’ont plus qu’une idée).
C’est de défaire leurs valises (Défaire leurs valises)
Et poser leurs paquets (Poser leurs paquets).
La terre promise (La terre promise), ils l’ont bien méritée.

(Saxophone solo)

C’est pour toi, Seigneur (C’est pour toi, Seigneur)
Qu’ils ont tant marché (Qu’ils ont tant marché).
Oui, tous ces voyageurs (Tous ces voyageurs)
Récompense-les (Récompense-les).
La bonne surprise (La bonne surprise)
Que tu leur ferais (Que tu leur ferais).
California dreaming (California dreaming)
On such a winter’s day (California dreaming).
On such a winter’s day (California dreaming).
On such a winter’s day.

If you’re going to San Francisco
Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair.
If you are going to San Francisco
You’re gonna meet some gentle people there.

For those who come to San Francisco
Summertime will be a love-in there.
In the streets of San Francisco
Gentle people with flowers in their hair.

Dans ce monde en fusion, il y a trop d’explosions pour la destruction.
Tout comme eux, vous direz non à la haine, aux passions.
On est tous frères sur cette Terre.

Si vous allez à San Francisco
Vous les verrez, des fleurs dans les cheveux.
Tous les hippies de San Francisco
Plein d’amour brûlant dans leurs yeux.

À Paris comme San Francisco, on verra beaucoup de gens comme eux.

STUDIOS : Sound Emporium « A » Room et Hippo Sound
Réalisateur, Ingénieur enregistrement et mixage : Chad Carlson
Assistante de réalisation : Juanita Copeland
Assistant Ingenieur : Gordon Hammond
Mastering : Hank Williams au Mastermix Studios
MUSICIENS
Batterie et Percussions : Harry Stinson, Greg Morrow, Eric Darken
Basse : Mike Brignardello
Guitares Acoustiques : Steven Sheehan, Kenny Greenberg, Bryan Sutton, Chad Carlson
Guitare Électrique : Kenny Greenberg
Piano/Orgue et synthétiseur : Tony Harrell
Cordes : Jonathan Yudkin
Flûte/Saxophone : Jim Horn
Cor français : Chad Carlson
Voix : Bruce Wallace, Billy Davis, Roch Voisine, Heidi Jutras, Virginie Cummins, Gardy Fury
Enregistrement additionnel :
STUDIO : Studio Planet Montréal
Ingénieur : Dany Legendre
Assistants : Gabriel Rondeau, Nicolas Roberge, Patrick Goyette
Management : Mario Lefebvre, Flair Mic 514-875-9335
Éditions : Diane Pinet, Bloc Notes Music
Relations de presse : Narimane Doumandji, Communications Narimane
Pistage Radio : Simon Robitaille, Taxi Promo
Photos : Julien Faugere
Conception graphique : spinprod.com