Charles Aznavour les petits matins

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Poor girl in love, a little out of stupidity
A lot out of surprise, deep down, tell yourself
That the day which dies, the night which rises
Can break your dreams in the early morning.
Early mornings, early mornings play with destiny
If they fulfill some, they strike others and life is completely different
Because they are uncertain , early mornings.
Nothing is more fragile, nothing is more sterile
Than an easy happiness which reaches out to us
And often a little girl who has lost her head
Cries his defeat in the early morning.
The early mornings, the early mornings play with destiny
If they satisfy some, they strike others and life is completely different
For they are uncertain, the early mornings.
But for those who are intoxicated with the joy of living
The day delivers them when the night fades away
For everything starts again, life is spent
To find your luck in the early morning.
The early mornings, the early mornings play with destiny
If they satisfy some, they hit others and life is quite different
Because they are uncertain, the early mornings.

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