A Stones concert,
Barely 17,
A venue in Brighton,
Madness on stage.

Your eyes smile at me,
I make my way,
In the midst of Angie,
She takes my hand.

We look at each other for a long time,
The crowd carries her far ahead,
In the wind.

She's gone, she's gone.
I know nothing about the one who amazes me.
Just a smile, a t-shirt marked
Come on, come on.
She's gone, she's gone.
I look for her everywhere, no one.
Just a kiss that comes back to me every autumn.

South Kensington, 18 years later,
Our eyes meet,
Her bus starts
I run like crazy,
My heart explodes,
She's not alone,
She says something,
She looks at me for a long time,
The bus moves far ahead,
Until when.

She's gone, she's gone,
I feel the love in London.
And yet, on her lips, I read
Come on, come on.
She's gone, she's gone.
It's been so long it amazes me,
When suddenly, behind me a voice, I shiver.
Come on.
Come on.

We walked for a long time,
We loved each other and yet

(Because she's gone)

We had to part that autumn morning.
Come on.

(Because she's gone)

I resumed my Madison route alone.
I'm gone.
She's gone.

August 4, 2012, Olympic Stadium.
In front a banner,
Just written Come on.

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