My little loves, I am speaking to you
Dear little girls, but are you listening?
I know how we think
Deep down our hearts
We are watching for the prince charming of happiness
Delightful, full of strength and hope
Not to mention you are looking for
The one who, the one for whom
Tend your Same day after day
And it's true that love
When it's born it's still magical
Ah, when it arrives it sets you on fire
And carries you high
Into a gigantic inferno
To which you must quickly light a bright torch
To preserve this fire
So that it shines all life
So that it sparkles with a beautiful noise
Dear little girls, you saw like me...
And more often than not in turn, what
Many times this bonfire
To change in a few years
Into a pyre where they are tortured "Married, married" br/>Full of children and very happy
With an automatic happiness
Which neither dies nor comes back to life
But love is work
And çà is worked
So that çà shines
All life
Little girls
Oh, think about it
That we are responsible for the fire we lit
Responsible for the fire we must keep
Throughout the years
Responsible for the fire that we lit
In the peak or in the abyss
It is in ourselves that the lighter is
We must know how to stay watch out
Because we don't change princes
Like we change sofas
We don't change princes
Like we change sofas

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