It's a gray house between a tree and a drinking trough
A region of France where the rain does its duty well
It's a muddy land where agricultural machines pass

A silent valley where rabbits go to school

Where I love you, the sky is not the same color
Where I love you, you can always pick flowers
Where I love you, the king is a jack of hearts

It's a lost path where you had given me your hand
An unknown village no postman remembers
It's a sand castle with a church in the middle
Where marble statues have grains of wheat in their eyes

Where I love you, the sky is not the same color

Where I love you, you can always pick flowers
Where I love you, the king is a jack of hearts

It's a dead river where fish believe in God
Where I closed my door to beggars and the proud
It's a virgin forest where words of love are cursed
A cloud of fever between Sologne and Paris

Where I love you, the sky is not the same color
Where I love you, you can always pick flowers
Where I love you, the king is a jack of hearts

Where I love you, the sky is not the same color
Where I love you, you can always pick flowers
Where I love you, the king is a jack of hearts

Where I love you...

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