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While waiting for his steps

While waiting for his steps, i put the music in mute, all low
Too stupid, we do not know, if it rang
If I did not hear this time
Waiting for his steps this morning
 
One night? one morning? a winter, a dawn
A spring that he will choose
Nothing, I do not know, I put lights
The nights at the edge of paths
 
While waiting for her arms I paint flowers at the doors
He will like it
Waiting for the sweet time of his arms
 
And I take care of myself, red to my lips to my cheeks
So that he does not see
When too pale sometimes, especially not
That he surprises me like that
There is fresh water and wine
I do not know what he will choose
I do not know if he's blonde, if he's brown
I do not know if he is big or not
But by hearing his voice i will know
That all his words, all will be for me
 
While waiting for the sweet time of his arms
I think about it all the time at this moment, oh when will we recognize
I will tell him it was very long, no, I will not tell him surely
 
While waiting his steps, I live, I dream and I breathe for it
Waiting for just a sense to all this
 
One night? one morning? a winter, a dawn
A spring that he will choose
Nothing, I do not know, I put lights
The nights at the edge of paths
While waiting for her arms I paint flowers at the doors
He will like it
Waiting for just a sense to all this , to all this
 
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En attendant ses pas

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