ça plane pour moi
I fell in love with him a few weeks ago,
when we played a gig and after the show,
the dj put on that song and on the empty dance floor,
he started dancing enthusiastic Ça Plane Pour Moi.
Pretty as a bird, agile as the snow,
twirling in the hall, easy and tiptoed,
hovering above the earth as a gliding song.
A whirling dervish reaching kemal, Ça Plane Pour Me.

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