I Don’t Speak the Language Matthew Wilder
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I was a banker
Family man
Working in Paris
When I began
Living my daydreams
I left my wife
Sailed for the islands
To start a new life
Down in the tropics, a colorful world
Green of the ocean and brown native girls
Now I'm an artist and I see nothing wrong
To paint Tahitian without her sarong, oh no
You know I don't speak the language
But I still understand
It's in the move of her body
And in the touch of her hand
You know I don't speak the language
Am I a madman
To follow the sun
When it's every man's dream
To do what I've done?
Oh, no needs, no worries and no sense of time
She's Polynesian and she is all mine
Today I'll paint her in yellows and reds
Tonight we'll make love with stars overhead, oh no
Family man
Working in Paris
When I began
Living my daydreams
I left my wife
Sailed for the islands
To start a new life
Down in the tropics, a colorful world
Green of the ocean and brown native girls
Now I'm an artist and I see nothing wrong
To paint Tahitian without her sarong, oh no
You know I don't speak the language
But I still understand
It's in the move of her body
And in the touch of her hand
You know I don't speak the language
Am I a madman
To follow the sun
When it's every man's dream
To do what I've done?
Oh, no needs, no worries and no sense of time
She's Polynesian and she is all mine
Today I'll paint her in yellows and reds
Tonight we'll make love with stars overhead, oh no
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