saez : jeune et con
Another day is rising over planet France I m slowly waking from my dreams I m joining the dance, as usual It s 8 PM I ve been sleeping all day long I went to bed too late again I made myself deaf Another, another party and the French youth Will have a ball again, for here nothing makes sense So they ll go out to dance and pretend to be happy And quietly go to bed then, but tomorrow nothing will be finer (chorus) Since we re young and
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