Luck
To the songs
France
Is right
To love these musics, these poems
They come
Into our hearts
They lead
Gently
A somewhat bohemian existence
And so many memories that we thought were uncertain
Awaken one beautiful morning
In a refrain
So we say
In every season
We must give a chance to the songs

Do you remember that one
Who always repeated
That life was beautiful
In the time of your loves
She comes back lightly
On the wing of spring
To talk to you my dear
About our twenties

And in the memory
That we thought was uncertain
Awaken one beautiful morning
In a refrain
So we say
In every season
We must give a chance to the songs
We must give a chance to the songs

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