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̉ the way you are beautiful
Ã⬠the way you are To be à me
̉ your tender words, a little artificial, sometimes
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Ã⬠the little girl that you are ©was
̉ the one you still often are
Ã⬠your past, à your secrets
̉ your former princes charming
Ã⬠life, à love
Ã⬠our nights, à our days
Ã⬠the à©eternal return of luck
̉ the child who will come
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̉ me
̉ the madness of which you are the reason
̉ my anger without knowing why
Ã⬠my silences and àmy betrayals, sometimes
to me
To the time I spent looking for you
To the qualities that you don't care about
To the faults that I hid from you
To my wanderlust ideas
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̉ our nights, our days
̉ the eternal return of luck
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Who will look like us
Who will be both you and me
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To the memories we will make
To the future and to the present above all
to the health of this old earth, who cares
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Ã⬠our hopes and à our illusions
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̉ you
̉ the way you are beautiful
à ⬠the way you are mine
̉ your tender words, a little artificial, sometimes
̉ you
̉ the little girl that you were
̉ the one that you often still are
Ã⬠your past, àyour secrets
your former prince charmings

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