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S’embrasser

Quand il m'embrasse,
je ne sais quoi faire.
J'entends les rouges-gorges chantons,
et la glace dans mon esprit se brise.
Je me sens meilleur quand il est prés,
et mon conte de fées est complet.

When he kisses me,
I do not know what to do.
I hear the robins sing,
and the ice in my spirit breaks.
I feel best when he is near,
and my fairy tale is complete.

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