Lettre à ma Mère

de Richard Clayderman

I'm the girl with sad eyes
You're the boy with warm hands
It all makes sense doesn't it

I hear a ricochet did
Almost touch the radar
Underneath you dress me
Undress me tonight

Stardust
Falls on us
Stardust
Falls on us

Destiny unfolds in me
Stretching out her arms
You can fold me in the middle obscene

Sex a dress I try on
Loves and kitten and God
You're a bomb
About to go off in me

Stardust
Falls on us
Stardust
Falls on us

Stardust
Falls on us
Stardust
Falls on us

Stardust
Falls on us
Stardust
Falls on us

Dust becomes of us
We become dust
Just becomes of us
I become like dust
Just becomes of us
I'm like that

Dust becomes of us
We become dust
Just becomes of us
I am one of us
I'm like that
Can come between us

Dust becomes of us
We become like dust

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