Henri Salvador chiche

Chick, my love,
May one fine day, chick,
Let us leave without fanfare
Nor trumpets
Let us leave, chick,
Let us take a boat
That takes us
To a new country
My love, yes, chick!
No, it's not the wind
That messes up your hair
No, but the turbulent game
Of my loving fingers
No, it's not the rain
That fogs your eyes
But the wonderful moment
That brought us together
Chiche, my love,
May on this day, chiche,
May we both remain very? s happy
Let us stay, girl,
My love my darling
Let us get married forever
In a small town hall
You want good yes ? Chick!