Ziggy, il s'appelle ZiggyJe suis fo

Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy
Je suis folle de lui
C'est un garçon pas comme les autres
Mais moi je l'aime, c'est pas d'ma faute
Même si je sais
Qu'il ne m'aimera jamais

Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy
Je suis folle de lui
La première fois que je l'ai vu
Je m'suis jetée sur lui dans la rue
J'lui ai seulement dit
Que j'avais envie de lui

Il était quatre heures du matin
J'étais seule et j'avais besoin
De parler à quelqu'un
Il m'a dit: viens prendre un café
Et on s'est raconté nos vies
On a ri, on a pleuré

Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy
C'est mon seul ami
Dans sa tête y'a que d'la musique
Il vend des disques dans une boutique
On dirait qu'il vit
Dans une autre galaxie

Tous les soirs, il m'emmène danser
Dans des endroits très très gais
Où il a des tas d'amis
Oui, je sais, il aime les garçons
Je devrais me faire une raison
Essayer de l'oublier... mais

Ziggy, il s'appelle Ziggy
Je suis folle de lui
C'est un garçon pas comme les autres
Et moi je l'aime, c'est pas d'ma faute
Même si je sais
Qu'il ne m'aimera jamais.

Kết quả (Anh) 1:

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
I'm crazy for him
is one boy like no other
but I like it, it's not my fault
even though I know
that he will never love me

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
I'm crazy for him
the first time I've seen
I am thrown on him in the street
I only told him
that I wanted him

it was four o'clock in the morning
I was alone and I needed
To talk to someone ' a
told me: just a coffee
and it narrated our lives
you laughed, you cried

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
is my only friend
in his head y'a as the music
he sells discs in a shop
looks like he lives
in another Galaxy

nightly, it takes me dancing
in places very very gay
where he has lots of friends
YesI know, he likes boys
.I should make me a reason
try to forget... but

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
I'm crazy for him
is one boy like no other
and I love it, it's not my fault
even though I know
that he will never love me.

Kết quả (Anh) 2:

Ziggy, his name is Ziggy
I'm crazy about him
He is a boy like no others
But I love it, it's not my fault
Even though I know
he will never love me Ziggy, his name is Ziggy I'm crazy about him The first time I saw him I jumped on him in the street J'lui I simply told him what I wanted him It was four o'clock in the morning J ' was alone and I needed To talk to someone He told me: come take a coffee And we told our lives We laughed, we cried Ziggy, his name is Ziggy This is my only friend In his head there as music He sells discs in a boutique Looks like he lives in another galaxy Every night he take me dancing In very very gays places Where he has lots of friends Yes, I know, he likes boys I should reason myself Trying to forget ... but Ziggy, his name is Ziggy I'm crazy about him He is a boy like no other And I like, it's not my fault Even though I know he will never love me.

Kết quả (Anh) 3:

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
i am mad of him
It is a boy not like other
But me i like it, it is not my fault
even if i know
that he does will love me never

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
i am mad of him
The first time that I have seen
i am thrown at him in the street
I him have told only
i had envy of him

it was four o'clock in the morning
I was alone and i needed
To speak to someone
he said to me: just take a coffee
and it was tells our lives
It was ri, it was mourned

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
This is my only friend
in her head there was that of the music
he sells the disks in a boutique
he seems to be living
in another galaxy

every night, he takes me dancing
in places very very gay
or he has lots of friends
Yes, I know, he likes the boys
I would have to get a reason
Try to l'oublier ... but

Ziggy, it is called Ziggy
i am mad of him
It is a boy not like other
and me i like it, it is not my fault
even if i know
he does will love me never.