I had to stay late at work tonight and I got this really sinister tune in my head when listening to MaxSylvesterHall's very Georges Brassnes-y Paris tune...it's a little creepy and sad, but this is what came to mind :D
It's quite rough, I was keen to record the tune before I forgot it, so feel free to build on this!
PS: It sounds better on headphones!
Sur le trottoir [On the pavement]
On the pavements
Sings her chanson [song]
Flying little bluebird
Petit merle [i think this is technically a blackbird but hey it fitted]
Spreading her wings
Sous la Tour Eiffel [Under the Eiffel Tower]
Bidding her home
A fond farewell
Down, down, Madeleine,
Down, down you fall
Personne ne t'écoute chère Madeleine [No one can hear you, dear Madeleine]
No one can hear you call
Sur le trottoir [on the pavement]
On the pavements
Sings her chanson
Avec du sang [with blood]
When the monster grew too big to fit 'neath my bed,
He pushed out the skeletons and lived in my closet instead....
He would like to fly over the sky,
but all he has is his little world of glass.
I love MadisenMusic's tiny song from KarlaMarie's tiny story, but I thought I'd take a stab at singing a litlle different melody a cappella. I also added a few raindrop-sounding snaps to it for fun, but I kinda suck at snapping my fingers so the stems can be found in the results if someone wants to do something with this without them.
...just realized i added a "can" to the lyrics, whoops!
Under this umbrella I do an A Cappella
and when it pours this song is always yours.
Going up I see.
Oh yeah - straight to the top.
Going down can be fun too!
Are you always this cheeky with strangers in elevators?
grandma means well, well-worn hands smoothing red seams, a little red cape out of the blue
do i accept this, do i respect this elder because i am told to by someone old, who