Why do people who love each other
Are they always a bit the same?
They have when they come
The same look of a single desire for two
They are happy people

Why do people who love each other
Are they always a bit the same?
When they have their problems
Well, there's nothing to say
There's nothing to do for them
They are people who love each other

And I barely know you
But it would be a stroke of luck
If we went off a bit like them
We could make room for two
Without it being a bother
But if it's not worth it
For me to come back
You have to tell me straight in the eyes
No matter how long it takes
No matter the stakes
I want to be a happy man

Why do people who love each other
Are they always a bit rebellious?
They have a world of their own
That nothing obliges to resemble those
That are given to us as models

Why do people who love each other
Are they always a bit cruel?
When they talk about themselves
There's something that distances you a bit
These are human things

And I barely know you
But it would be a stroke of luck
If we went off a bit like them
We could make room for two
Without it being a bother
But if it's not worth it
For me to come back
You have to tell me straight in the eyes
No matter how long it takes
No matter the stakes
I want to be a happy man

I want to be a happy man

I want to be a happy man

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