Of course, we had storms
Twenty years of love, it's crazy love
A thousand times you took your luggage
A thousand times I took flight
And every piece of furniture remembers in this room without a cradle
The bursts of old storms
Nothing looked like anything anymore, you had lost the taste of water
And I the taste for conquest
But, my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you, you know
I love you

I, I know all your spells
You know all my enchantments
You kept me from trap to trap
I lost you from time to time
Of course you took some lovers, you had to pass the time
The body must exult
Finally, finally, it took us a lot of talent
To be old without being adults
Oh my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you, you know
I love you

And the more time makes us a procession
And the more time torments us
But isn't it the worst trap
To live in peace for lovers
Of course you cry a little less early, I tear myself a little later
We protect our mysteries less
We let chance do less, we distrust the thread of water
But it's always the tender war
Oh my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you, you know
I love you

Oh my love
My sweet, my tender, my wonderful love
From the clear dawn until the end of the day
I still love you, you know
I love you

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