to be beautiful to the way you are to me to your soft words a little artificial sometimes to you to the little girl you were to the one you still use often to your past, to your regrets to your old charming princes to life, to love to our nights, to our days to the eternal return of chance to the child who will come who will look like us who will be at the same time you and me to me to the madness of your network to my anger without knowing why to my silences and my betrayals sometimes to me to the time I spent looking for you to the qualities you make fun of well to the faults I hid from you to my ideas of wandering to life, to love to our nights, to our days to the eternal return of chance to the child who will come who will look like us who will be at the same time you and me to us to the memories that we will make to the future and especially to the present to the health of this old man who doesn't care to us to our hopes and our illusions to our next first date to the health to the health of these thousands of lovers who are like us to life, to love to our nights, to our days to the eternal return of chance to the child who will come who will look like us who will be at the same time you and me to life, to love to our nights, to our days to the eternal return of chance to the child who will come who will look like us who will be at the same time you and me