Correction Paroles Moon Over Bourbon Street par Sting

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There's a moon over Bourbon Street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale moonlight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray each day to be strong
'Cause I know what I do must be wrong

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

It was many years ago I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now you'll never see my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eyes of a beast
I've got the hands of a sinner and the face of a priest

Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over Bourbon Street

He walks every day through the streets of New Orleans
He's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside his window at night
And I struggle with my instinct in the pale moon light
How could I be this way when I pray to God above
I love what I destroy and destroy the things I love

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