The wind in my blonde hair
The sun on the horizon
A few words of a song
How beautiful, life is beautiful

A bird doing a wheel
On a tree already red
And its cry above all
How beautiful, life is beautiful

Everything that trembles and throbs
Everything that struggles and fights
Everything I believed too quickly
Forever lost to me

Being able to still look
Being able to still listen
And above all being able to sing
How beautiful, life is beautiful

The jazz open in the night
Its trumpet that follows us
In a street of Paris
How beautiful, life is beautiful

The red flower burst
Of a neon that makes tremble
Our two astonished shadows
How beautiful, life is beautiful

Everything I almost lost
Everything that is given back to me
Today it comes to my lips
At the end of the day

Being able to still share
My youth, my ideas
With love found again
How beautiful, life is beautiful

Being able to still talk to you
Being able to still kiss you
Tell you and sing it
Yes it's beautiful
Life is beautiful, life is beautiful

How beautiful
Oh yes life is beautiful

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