Vises, my Jules,
This scoundrel
Who falls into our arms.
Since the time
We have been waiting for him,
Like a bomb, here he is ?.
Here you are, spring,
All blooming with lilac
Who comes back dancing,
Dancing java.
There he is, this thug,
To the sound of the accord?on
Who runs the guilledou
By pushing the song.
Hear how it sounds
In all the thrills.
Winter is slipping away.
Spring is finally coming...
Don't be upset.
You'd be a fool
To make chickweed
When all over the earth
A little air floats
Of revolution.
I took out for you
My silk dress,
My trinkets
To sleep on the grass
Listening to the lilies of the valley tinkling...
Vises, my Jules,
This scoundrel
Who comes upon us arms.
Since time
We've been waiting for it
Like a bomb, there it is?.
It's here again?, spring
All blooming with lilac
Who comes back dancing,
Dancing java.
There are crowds in the streets
Who follows the orpheons,
All bare shoulders
And people on the balcony.
It's a poet's day
And I love you desperately
And it's running through my head.
Spring at last...
I feel dizzy in your eyes.
I flutter in blue.
I see double and it's better.
Aim for my heart up there...
Who's flying a kite.
Catch him if you can,
My love, my love
Who's the fuck the camp...
Finally spring!!!

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