Stef Bos normandie

In the streets of Honfleur
Where Satie saw the world
Along the mouth of the Seine
In the middle of the night
With the lights of Le Havre
And the stars in the sky
I dream away every night
I dream that road back every night
Along the endless beaches
Where Europe was liberated
It was heaven on a battlefield
Cause I never wanted to lose you again
And the world and time
Stood still and watched
Cause everything was ours
But everything was ours not enough
But these words are my weapons
In a war with time
The future becomes the past
Most is forgotten
Most is lost
But this love stays with me
And Deauville, the old luxury
The Place m'as tu vu, the rich hell
Where loneliness strolls
With a Chanel mask< br/>It is a done deal
That you recognize the sadness
As long as you are not lonely yourself
As long as you are not lonely yourself
But these words are my weapons
In a war with time
The future becomes the past
Most is forgotten
You lose most of it
But this love stays with me
My future becomes the past
Most is forgotten
I lose most of it
But this love stays with me