Nostalgia we look alike
You are tender, me too
Nostalgia I think of her
I call her in the night
She lived there
In the land of cold
Where the wild wind
Brings me a look
It snowed in winter
It rained blue
And the Nice summer, Nostalgia
Nostalgia we look alike
It's December in your country
Nostalgia, you play gypsy
On the range of oblivion
She wanted
To burn her life
Under a real spring
She was twenty years old
She took to the sea
Towards a clearer sky
Leaving me gray, nostalgia
A winter love
The sky upside down
It was madness, nostalgia
Sometimes on the sea
When the night is clear
His first name comes back to life
Nostalgia, nostalgia, nostalgia

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