Madeleine Peyroux - Our lady of pigalle - french version lyrics

Can I buy you something, can I stroke your hair Can I hold your hand and take you somewhere? Youre a young nobody, youre a perfect soul Youre an empty altar that can make me whole Can I take you somewhere, can I wipe your tears Can I fill your pockets or befriend you here? Youre the final offer for the men who call My highest hiding place, our lady of Pigalle Will you be ascending in this midnight heat On a flying bu*tress with stony feet? In the revolutions we tear down your walls and then Redeem you, reclaim you, our lady of Pigalle Youre a young nobody, Im a pa**ing glance In the mad injustice of eternal romance; Beloved, broken into and caressed You will bridge the waters and Ill give you rest In the early hours when the streetlights fade For my inquisition and my last crusade Youll be savior, a reason for it all And Ill be blessed and favored, our lady of Pigalle Will you be ascending in this midnight heat On a flying bu*tress with stony feet? In the revolutions we tear down your walls and then Redeem you, reclaim you, our Lady of Pigalle Up to the places of your heart where souls wrestle angels in the dark Ten thousand years the scent of life bottled up in you child Youre driving men wild! Can I buy you something, can I wash your feet Can I read you poems of my thirsty retreat? Im a young nobody, Im a perfect soul I can take you in, I can make you whole Will you be ascending in this midnight heat On a flying bu*tress with stony feet? In the revolutions we tear down your walls, and then Redeem you, reclaim you, our Lady of Pigalle