From the balconies of the city
We see cranes swinging
Smokes, old magazines
Lying around in the frozen streets
Automobiles

We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs
We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs

From the balconies of the city
We hear the noise of sirens
Old songs from the sea
Coming out of the cellars of the Seine
Sailor songs

We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs
We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs

From the balconies of the city
We see loves looking for each other
Meetings near the statues
Flowers that are thrown into baskets
From Montparnasse station

We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs
We would like to see boats appear
That would come out of the metro stairs

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