Cabrel Francis le temps s en allait

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This morning I played marbles
I chased the girls
I took all my time
I hung my heart
On the thorns of flowers
And I have won often
Tonight, I grow from my cane
The leaves of the plane trees
Under the cement benches
In the smells of cigars
And the sound of guitars
Of my little children
I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran
And time was passing
I ran, I ran, I ran...
And all the time I spend
Sitting in the same place
Just moving my eyes
With my old catchphrases
And my wool scarf
Even when the sky is all blue
Always the foggy voice
The fear of colds
Or the noise of planes
And in the approaching cold
I'm afraid that the bells
Will soon sing my name
I ran, I ran, I ran, I ran
And time was passing
I ran, I ran, I ran...
You, my child that I love
You who is in so much pain
Sit down a moment
Whoever leaves you
Tell yourself that time passes quickly
And that the dust awaits you
You see these arms of misery
They toured the earth
For a local girl
They blew up the tables
And sandy beaches
And hordes of wolves
br/>We were so good
We were so far away
We were almost lost
We were so high
And so beautiful
That we no longer recognize each other
We ran, we ran, we ran, we ran
And time was passing
We ran, we ran, we ran
br/>This morning I played marbles
I chased the girls
And I took all my time
I clung to my heart
To flower thorns
And I have won often
Tonight I have more problems
Everyone loves me
But it's not the same as before
Because there is the end of my cane
The leaves of the plane trees
And it's autumn all the time
You, my child, I 'love...

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