We always met in that hotel
Just like our first date
The carpet and the pastel-colored walls
Always made us smile

Just like in a Joe Dassin song
We needed almost nothing
A few cigarettes and a bottle of wine
We made love until morning

But just in case, I'm sending you kisses
Every time I pass through Quebec
Hoping that a little gust of wind
Will bring them to you to remind you of the time
When we saw each other as lovers
In the cafes on Saint-Jean street
Even though we already knew
That our story didn't make sense

I remember that winter day
In that bistro in Petit Champlain
You shed many tears into your beer
When we said it was the end

Just like in a Joe Dassin song
I left with my sorrow
The road of destiny is long
When you have to walk on your heart

But just in case, I'm sending you kisses
Every time I pass through Quebec
Hoping that a little gust of wind
Will bring them to you to remind you of the time
When we saw each other as lovers
In the cafes on Saint-Jean street
Even though we already knew
That our story didn't make sense

When I crossed paths with you this morning on the street
It must have been at least ten years
If you pretended not to see me
You betrayed yourself by turning around

Just like in a Joe Dassin song
We smiled while looking down
Then each of us went our own way
As if it was a final goodbye

But just in case, I'm sending you kisses
Every time I pass through Quebec
Hoping that a little gust of wind
Will bring them to you to remind you of the time
When we saw each other as lovers
In the cafes on Saint-Jean street
Even though we already knew
That our story didn't make sense

Just in case, I'm sending you kisses
Every time I pass through Quebec
Hoping that a little gust of wind
Will bring them to you to remind you of the time
When we saw each other as lovers
In the cafes on Saint-Jean street
Even though we already knew
That our story didn't make sense

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