Il faut pousser la çansonnette ! (Part 1)
Ode à la gnomitude.
mercredi 3 octobre 2007, par Tchoupinette
Auzourd’hui ze voudrais entamer une suite d’articles présentants des çansons à fredonner sur les routes de Norrath.
Pour ouvrir le bal, rien ne vaut une vieille çanson gnome ! C’est un grand classique de l’inzénieurie et de la gnomitude, sur une lézende d’antonica, Zohnny B Gnome, le fabuleux créateur de zouets maziques et mécaniques !
(sur l’air de Johnny B Good)
Deep down in antonica close the Qeynos Gates
Way back up in the woods among the great oak
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country gnome named Johnny B. Gnome
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could make engines just like master of art
Chorus :
Go, gnome, go johnny go gnome
go johnny go go gnome
go johnny go gnome
go johnny go go gnome
johnny be gnome
He used to carry a staff and a gunny sack
Or sit beneath the tree by the thundering gorge
Oh an adventurer could see him sitting in the shade
Making toys and wonders with magic and wheels
People passing by they’d stop and play
Oh my but that little country gnome is a master
2x
Chorus
His mother told him some day you will be an artist
And you will be the leader of a big old fabric
Many people coming from miles around
And watch you create wonders till the sun goes down
Maybe someday your name gonna be in light
Sayin’ Johnny be gnome tonight
2x
Chorus
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