blue
the eyes of the princesses
blue
the sea that lazes
along
the pale beaches

blue
like the beautiful Danube
blue
the gouache in the tubes
of
Matisse or Chagall

blue
lavender sachets
that
the merchants sell
to
perfume the rooms

blue
mint candies
blue
the words that we sing
to
warm up December

it's the color of happiness
and the color of fear
that one day or another this happiness
will go see elsewhere

blue
between the slates
blue
the big turquoise sky
that
summer throws at us

blue
between the eyelids
blue
the clear pupils
of
your beautiful fiancée

it's the color of happiness
and the color of fear
that one day or another this happiness
will go see elsewhere

and if the little red riding hood is dressed in red
it's because there was no more indigo
for Santa Claus, his boots and his pompom
the pot of blue was empty they say

blue
the eyes of the princesses
blue
the sea that lazes
along
the pale beaches

blue
like the beautiful Danube
blue
the gouache in the tubes
of
Matisse and Chagall

blue
between the slates
blue
the big turquoise sky
that
summer throws at us

blue
between the eyelids
blue
the clear pupils
of
your beautiful fiancée

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