Dalida que reste t il de nos amours

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What remains of our loves?
What remains of these beautiful days?
A photo, old photo from my youth
What remains of the romantic notes
Of the months of April, of the appointments?
A memory that constantly pursues me
Faded happiness, hair in the wind
Stolen kisses, moving dreams
What remains of all this?
Tell me
A small village, an old bell tower
A landscape so well hidden
And in a cloud the dear face
From my past

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