The last days of a good year
always have a special color
they are Christmas red
and if it's not December? still surrendered
cover? with the snow the color
but underneath Christmas red
And then we
we write letters to each other
we wrap up fantasies
and we promise each other easy days
but at the end of the day heart
we let ourselves be taken by
some nostalgia
it's the fault of the air in the air
Let yourself be tempted
by the Christmas red
and light up a few smiles in more?
have a party
there? the new wine
that wants your glass full
of the year that is going away
who knows? What world will I live in tomorrow?
And who knows? on which side of the sky
will we be found
The year that arrives
can't? go bad
if it starts by finding us on
a bit? of red Christmas
and meanwhile we
we look inside and there? for everyone a bit? of love
but we hide it under the tree
at the bottom of our heart
that makes you want to
then call someone you haven't heard from
from the other Christmas
br/>Be tempted
by the Christmas red
and sing with a few more friends?
have a party
a little is enough for you
maybe just a lit fire
in the coming year?

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