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INTERPRÉTATION
Ace of Base
Interprète
Jonas Berggren
Voix principales
Jenny Berggren
Voix principales
Ulf Ekberg
Chant
Linn Berggren
Voix principales
Jonas Krag
Guitare acoustique
SUsanne Carstensen
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jonas Berggren
Paroles
Ulf Ekberg
Paroles
Jenny Berggren
Composition
Linn Berggren
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Håkan Christoffersson
Ingénierie de prise de son
Robert Wellerfors
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Peter Mark
Ingénierie de mixage
Niels Pors
Production
Thomas Windfeld
Production
Paroles
We had a million of days, I know that our time has run out
You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time to come
In all our thoughts and we will meet again
Never leave me out here in the cold, I sing
For my never-ending dream
Love in December, I will always remember
A summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic?
We had a million of days
I know that our time has run out
You're my everlasting groove
Forget the past for the time to come
In all our thoughts and we will meet again
Never leave me out here in the cold, I sign
For my never-ending dream
Love in December, I will always remember
A summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime?
'Cause there's a place in the world
I know where I rather would be
In a fairy tale of love
Where everything has a happy end
A world, my friend, in fantasia land
We will be together all the time, my dear
In the fairy tales of love
Love in December, I will always remember
A summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime?
For a moment, a touch could feel
Like a vision of an angel
As our love and desire disappeared forever, oh-oh
Always longing to have you near
Feel the power and the passion
Feel me slipping from your hands
Please break my fall
Love in December, I will always remember
A summer with passion, a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime?
Love in December, I will always remember
A summer with passion (I will always love you), a fatal attraction
Colours are fading like the leaves in November
What's left of the magic we felt in the springtime?
Writer(s): Malin Berggren, Jenny Berggren, Ulf Ekberg, Jonas Berggren
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