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A little boy born in the country of France
Wanted to meet with a little luck
People like you
I was really afraid of arriving early
And of always finding only silence
People like you
We came to your meeting
My meeting
For years I have not rowed without stopover
Only to meet one day in a room
People like you
In crazy trucks and at open grave
I chased one from galley to galley
People like you
We came to your date
My date
I throw the balloons higher
In front of your eyes I act beautiful
br/>With my fingertips I say my words
All my words
To seduce
People like you
I left feathers leading the fight
br/>To erase the barriers that separate me
People like you
I never thought of going back
It took more for me to die hope
People like you
We came to your date
My date