Brussels (Bruxelles) Jacques Brel (Ft. Alice Whitfield)

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It was the time when Brussels could sing
It was the time of the silent movies
It was the time when Brussels was king
It was the time when Brussels brustled

Pick out a hat so dashing and gay
Go take a walk, it's a beautiful day
Put on your spats and your high-buttoned shoes
Get on the tram, get the gossip and news

Not a time for crying
How the heart was flying
There was my grandfather
There was my grandmother

He was a young soldier
And she was so much bolder
He had no brains, neither did she
How bright could I turn out to be?

Oh, it was the time when Brussels could sing
It was the time of the silent movies
It was the time when Brussels was king
It was the time when Brussels brustled