Of course, we are storms
Twenty years of love is crazy love
A thousand times you took your baggage
A thousand times I took my flight
And each piece of furniture remembers
In this room without a cradle
The shards of the old storms
Nothing resembled anything anymore
You had lost the taste of water
And I that of conquest
But my love
My sweet my tender my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you you know I love you
Me, I know all your spells
You know all my enchantments
You kept me from trap to trap
I lost you from time to time
Of course »r you took a few lovers
We had to pass the time
The body must exult
Finally in the end
We needed a lot of talent
To To be old without being adults
Oh, my love
My sweet my tender my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I I still love you, you know, I love you
And the more time hurts us
And the more time hurts us
But isn't that the worst trap
That living in peace for lovers
Of course you cry a little less early
I tear myself up a little more late
We protect our mysteries less
We leave less to chance
We are wary of the flow of water
But it's always the tender war
Oh, my love
My sweet my tender my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you know I love you

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