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Valentine Moon

Valentine Moon

The first time you kisses me at the end of our street

the gas lamp shone above us, young lovers we’d meet

but the old town has gone now and it’s winter too soon

still we waltz beneath our valentine moon.

 

The streets and the market and the old dog and bell

we’ve gone through the changes, we’ve lived our lives well

but the old town has gone now and it’s winter too soon

still we waltz beneath our valentine moon.

 

Valentine moon, Valentine moon

we danced together as old  lovers do

we’ll always remember our Valentine moon.

Cette fois que tu m’embrasse, au bout de notre rue

les lampes de gas nous allumiere, toi et moi jeunes amants.

but the old town has gone now and it’s winter too soon

still we waltz beneath our valentine moon.

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