Sous Le Ciel De Paris
Sing my blues~
Drink a coffee or tea under the shade of the mighty old tree.
Flip through the pages of what they call newspapers and toss it aside.
Hear the giggles of the ladies who just came out of the shop.
And then there is this boy shouting and chasing after his playful dog.
Couples walking in a world of their own,attached and detached from this world at the same time.
Of coz parents with babies and beautiful kids laze around in the lazy summer.
C'est si bon!
Bring me the life I want.
Drink a coffee or tea under the shade of the mighty old tree.
Flip through the pages of what they call newspapers and toss it aside.
Hear the giggles of the ladies who just came out of the shop.
And then there is this boy shouting and chasing after his playful dog.
Couples walking in a world of their own,attached and detached from this world at the same time.
Of coz parents with babies and beautiful kids laze around in the lazy summer.
C'est si bon!
Bring me the life I want.

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