I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
Where the taste is no longer bitter, oh-oh-oh

Eyes towards the sky, or rather stopping at the ceiling of my room
How much longer, how many more tears to bring them down
I feel good nowhere, between dreams and torments, it's hard to pretend
I must break what confines me, listen to the calls of my trembling heart

I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
Where the taste is no longer bitter, oh-oh-oh
I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
And in its arms, I would lose myself, oh-oh-oh

Hearing the noise of the waves, softly stifling this worrying silence
Feet in the sand, cheeks still salty, caressed by the wind
In the air, a sweet perfume, it's the first time I feel alive
The horizon is immense, giving more chances to shooting stars, oh-oh-oh

I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
Where the taste is no longer bitter, oh-oh-oh
I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
And in its arms, I would lose myself, oh-oh-oh
I would love to go to the seaside

Even if I get lost, I would be much better there
If to please me, I must find myself already
So I close my eyes and imagine all this

Even if I get lost, I would be much better there
If to please me, I must find myself already
So I close my eyes and imagine all this

(I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
Where the taste is no longer bitter, oh-oh-oh)

I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
Where the taste is no longer bitter, oh-oh-oh
I would love to go to the seaside, oh-oh-oh
And in its arms, I would lose myself, oh-oh-oh
I would love to go to the seaside

I would love to go to the seaside
(I would be lost, I would be much better there
If to please me, I must find myself already
So I close my eyes and imagine all this)

I would love to go to the seaside

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