"Never shall a young man, Thrown into despair By those great honey-coloured Ramparts at your ear, Love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair."
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Smile, don't be sad!
Let's dance?
Shall we talk about the pleasant or do something nice?
A member wrapped in newspaper replaces a cigarette
I never knew about happiness; I didn’t think dreams came true; I couldn’t really believe in love, Until I finally met you
Mom amour, mon ami.....
«Good times are coming I hear it everywhere I go Good times are coming But they're coming slow.» Neil Young
