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Ma Best Friend Is My Car
I hope my car starts tomorrow, That I can leave my street Charles de Foucault, That I can go write a poem, or almost, I love walking an hour in the fresh countryside. I hope that I can cross the bridge, the harbor, To buy milk, port and natural fruits, That I can leave my city for a few hours, I love to think of you, in the silence of the countryside. I hope my car starts tomorrow, That I can go to the cinema to see a Romanian film, That I can go flower Mom’s grave, You see, I’m nothing without my car. Pourvu que ma voiture démarre demain, Que je puisse quitter ma rue Charles de Foucauld, Que je puisse aller écrire un poème, ou presque J’aime marcher une heure dans la fraiche campagne. Que je puisse aller traverser le pont, la rade, Pour acheter du lait, du porto et des fruits naturels, Que je puisse quitter ma ville quelques heures, j’aime penser à toi, dans le silence de la campagne. Pourvu que ma voiture démarre demain, Que je puisse aller au cinéma voir un film roumain, Que je puisse aller fleurir la tombe de maman, Voyez-vous, je ne suis rien sans ma voiture.
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