Because with you, time has taken on new dimensions
Because my routine has lost its way in these changes of direction
Because the days of the week blend together in this mess
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday night
Because it happens so often that I'm at a peak of feelings
And my modesty still accepts to let you understand it gently
Because they say that man gets used to things quickly, too quickly
And I know that my two hands will never tire of your skin
When I see all that we've built, I think that ten years is so long
And then I think it's so short every time your name appears
Because time has no hold on the color of your eyes
Because the wind extinguishes a small flame but fans a large fire
Because we've come so close that our memories resemble each other
Because when life is not simple, it's so much better to be together
Because I know that on Monday, I will talk to you and see you
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday night

I have it in my head like a melody so my desires dance
In our story nothing is written but everything sounds like an evidence
Sometimes she loves my words but this time it's her that my words love
And on this one, it's her who found the most beautiful theme

Because I tease you about your habits but I couldn't do without them
Because I mock your flaws but they have become essential to me
Because before watching you leave, I see you putting on makeup in the mirror
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday night

Because we are free when we are strong and stronger when our bonds weld
That a bad patch then becomes less deep than the crook of the elbow
Because all the clouds in the world do not prevent full moons
And every time they shine, it's our beginnings that light up again
Because you know what I like, because I know what you want
And it's still a first time every time we're alone together
Because 120 months later, I've just met you again
Because you are my plan A and you will also be my plan B
After ten years of a beautiful journey where I remember every second
After ten years that have seen the birth of the four most beautiful eyes in the world
You found the most beautiful theme of our story
Because it's you, because you're here, I'm no longer afraid of Sunday night

I have it in my head like a melody so my desires dance
In our story nothing is written but everything sounds like an evidence
Sometimes she loves my words but this time it's her that my words love
And on this one, it's her who found the most beautiful theme

I'm no longer afraid of Sunday night.

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