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be my day by the sea
Be a look at the bench
A gentle breeze in your hair
Be a pearly sound
With a laugh so clear
Don't worry
With curiosity between the eyebrows
Be my now and my tomorrow
In the evening and at dawn
Be an impetuous run away
With me by the hand
A round without taking a breather
Be my train to the other country

Be an unauthorized climbing
Between all the many strangers
Be the courage on springboards
And the smell of fresh shirts
Be a day without a goal
Only with a compass but without shoes
Be the Seine and the Nile
In a city full of tranquility
Be a dance on the floor
Almost deserted on a beach
Be the person on the windowsill
In an old house by the sea
be mine here and there
And my most beautiful around
Be my smile for a whole year
be my day by the sea

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