They took the dew for Anjou rosé
And the moon in quarters for Cartier jewelry, the romantics
They put carpets under the paws of the wind
They hung crepe on the sails of spring, the romantics
They sold Brazil while having their coffee
And died of pleasure to open a kiss
And watch inside shine the verb, To love
And put it in the present tense although it was in the past tense
They have the evil of the century and the are up to a hundred years old
In the past from this disease, they died at thirty years old, the romantics
They have short hair and go to Dorian Gray
Dress British or Italians, the romantics
They put their horses in the camp of the Jaguars
By mowing their oats in the meadows of the sidewalks
With the sound of irons which no longer have of hooves
And neighings translated into, Stereo
They put Nature at the foot of their songs
They put their car at the foot of their houses, the romantics
They watched the night in childish sorrow
They watch boredom on a small screen, the romantics
They entertained at home in the evenings of misfortune re
People, Clothes of black that they took for their brothers
Today it's the same but, fraternally
They connect their destiny to, Subscribers absents

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