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Day 1

I was defeated
That very first day
You held your baguette you had that Alizee sway
Love in Paris, always sweet in May

Days became months
Love became profound
We married and forever we said we'd keep
Our love, that grew like singers as Joe Dassin knew

Children danced and lumières were bright
Noël was heaven; we held our hands so tight
The journey was never easy, yet we knew we belonged
Our future was forever, until père called us home

The one day, when the autumn was almost done
From out of no where the sound of machine guns
Now its over, and the years have past
When pure evil took you, yet our love always lasts

I sing to les enfants, I tell them is alright
Your mama is above, in the heavens so bright
I kiss them and wrap my heart around their cuddly little souls
Only later, deep in the night

Do my tears begin to roll


Notes: Dedicated to the victims of the Paris tragedy in Nov 2015. Loosely based on an interview of one of the victims who lost his wife, and also loosely based on the song my Louane called “Jour 1”

Translations

Alizee means both “go” and is the name of a popular French singer
Lumieres in English means “lights”
Les enfants = the children

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