On the wall, a few photos
Without pins, they will fall soon
There really isn't much left
Just an address, and then these few breaks
In this apartment, we loved each other
Now that I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
It's the love who lived at 33
View of courtyard and 200 bags per month
It’s love who lived at 33
It’s love, but we didn’t know that
br/>In this apartment we loved each other
Now that I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
And the croq's that we made in the aluminum
And the choc'soups, my God we drank them
There really isn't much left
Just an address , and then these few breaks
In this apartment we loved each other
Now I have to leave
I'm starting to get over it remember
In this apartment, I have traveled so much
That all the maps in the world will not be able to change anything
I spent my youth with a girl in a two-room apartment
If today is over
There are apartments other than here
If today is over
There are apartments other than here
Now I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
Now that I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
Now I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
br/>Now I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
Now I have to leave
I'm starting To remember it
Now I have to leave
I'm starting to remember it
Now I have to leave

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