Toi, l'amour de ma jeunesse,
la belle image de mes pensées,
Souviens-toi de nos projets,
dont maintenant ne rien vaut plus ?
Qu’est-ce qu’on a embrassé et ri.
Trop peu d'heures il a duré,
ce temps je n’oublierai jamais.
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