• Turn! Turn! Turn!

    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.

  • San Francisco

    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

  • California Dreamin’

    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.

  • Mrs. Robinson

    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.

  • God Only Knows

    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

  • A Horse With No Name

    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 …

  • Southern Cross

    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’m a Believer

    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

  • Both Sides Now

    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

  • california dreamin / la terre promise

    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.

  • San Francisco (français / anglais)

    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.

  • Credits

    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