Amélie-les-crayons le chant des coquelicots

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I slipped red into my dreams
I put love on my lips
I made my heart dance
br/>With poppies in my neckline
For the one of you who
For the one of you who
Yes it is for the one who will make a woman of me
Who will claim to be under my charms
For the one who will one day place his feet under my table
I have made my cheeks ripen
I I hung a pearl on my neck
A languorous look
A poppy in my hair
I made my eyes shine
You wear my amorous look
Passed my black dress
And the poppy of great evenings
For the one of you who
For the one of you who
Yes it is for the one who will make me a woman
Who will claim to be under my charms
For the one who will one blessed day place his feet under my table
I frowned my lips my eyebrows
I removed all the batteries from my heart
I exchanged my dress for a fatigues
My poppy for a rifle
For the one of you who
For the one of you who
Yes it is for the one who made me an old woman
Who came neither tomorrow nor day
For the one who didn't put anything at all
Neither under my table nor on my neck
I know he is among you
And even if he is handsome
I prefer poppies

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