| Song | Memory Divine |
| Artist | Françoise Hardy |
| Album | La Pluie Sans Parapluie |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| when death to death Is done | |
| I wander | |
| I need to lick a late, late, late passion | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| never is nothing here | |
| child, I wander | |
| we need to sleep to die | |
| I wander | |
| your heart is in a race | |
| never, never lose a will | |
| we love dying men… | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| the wonder | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| it’s a cold, cold, cold christmas | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| you mean my night is wrong | |
| I wander | |
| how do you feel babe ? | |
| I wonder | |
| I’m a full, full, full, reach of desire | |
| is there nothing left Lord | |
| nothing left but bones | |
| but bones… | |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| oh memory divine… |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| when death to death Is done | |
| I wander | |
| I need to lick a late, late, late passion | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| never is nothing here | |
| child, I wander | |
| we need to sleep to die | |
| I wander | |
| your heart is in a race | |
| never, never lose a will | |
| we love dying men | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| the wonder | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| it' s a cold, cold, cold christmas | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| you mean my night is wrong | |
| I wander | |
| how do you feel babe nbsp? | |
| I wonder | |
| I' m a full, full, full, reach of desire | |
| is there nothing left Lord | |
| nothing left but bones | |
| but bones | |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| oh memory divine |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| when death to death Is done | |
| I wander | |
| I need to lick a late, late, late passion | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| never is nothing here | |
| child, I wander | |
| we need to sleep to die | |
| I wander | |
| your heart is in a race | |
| never, never lose a will | |
| we love dying men | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| the wonder | |
| oh Lord let me know | |
| it' s a cold, cold, cold christmas | |
| at every station of | |
| the cross, the cross | |
| you mean my night is wrong | |
| I wander | |
| how do you feel babe nbsp? | |
| I wonder | |
| I' m a full, full, full, reach of desire | |
| is there nothing left Lord | |
| nothing left but bones | |
| but bones | |
| oh memory divine | |
| I wander | |
| oh memory divine |