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    Les bruits de Paris → English translation

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The Sounds of Paris

Each night I come home so late
That on my way, all the sweepers,
The dark shapes change colour
And in the pink sky, we understand
That something big is going on.
 
When I hear, in my neighbourhood,
The milkman's truck,
I tell myself: "It's 7:15
I must get up without delay."
When I hear the baker
Who carries her bread, lightly,
I tell myself: "It's 7:30
And I'm still in bed."
Outside it is springtime.
People are happy.
 
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Les bruits de Paris

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