Patrick Bruel demain

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Tomorrow was
going down the Amazon
Tomorrow, learning to speak Portuguese
Tomorrow, replanting yellow irises
Tomorrow, finishing painting after summer
Tomorrow, she had so many things to do
Jump, at night, by parachute
Virtuoso on the cello
Be in the light for a few minutes
So she lives, she laughs, she dances
br/>Tomorrow, she will see
The color of luck
Tomorrow, she just wanted to have time
Tomorrow, to teach Norbert to swim
Tomorrow, to him show the elephants
Tomorrow, to tell her who Gulliver is
Tomorrow, if she could feel a few wrinkles on her face pass
To be able to say "I love you forever"
br/>And believe that it is a long journey
So she lives, she laughs, she dances
Tomorrow, looks at her from afar
And approaches in silence
Tomorrow , tomorrow stops on a May evening
Tomorrow, rather tall brown and very talkative
Tomorrow, the moon was red and wet
And he, he had very black eyes
Tomorrow, he hugged her so tenderly
Love laughed with death
So strong as she, she kept it
Forever both in the body
Yet she laughs, she lives, she dances
Tomorrow, she will see clearly
The color of luck
Tomorrow, but tomorrow has already passed
Tomorrow, the irises and the blue paint
Tomorrow, Norbert will be 5 years old in June
For him, she opens her eyes wide
Tomorrow, above all, especially not to sleep
For fear of missing a morning
To let a few hours slip away
For fear of dreaming of tomorrow
So she laughs, she lives, she dances
Tomorrow, she knows too well
The color of her luck
But as long as she lives, she laughs, she dances
Tomorrow watches her from afar
And approaches in silence
And approaches in silence

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