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Avec Toi (From Paris with Love)
Written by
K'noup
Love is just a tragedy and tragedy is just comedy waiting for the audience to clap.
Love’s a thousand languages where everyone’s in bandages from all the self inflicting heart attacks.
Excusez moi. Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi.
Excusez moi. Je veux être avec toi.
Take me to the city where the city has no pity on flowers that disguise themselves at night.
Take me to the tower where the sky has no power for I fell off that tower. What a sight!
Excusez moi. Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi.
Excusez moi. Je veux être avec toi.
I will live in the comfort of my lover’s skin and the warmth within her eyes.
I will live in discomfort from my lover’s kin and the cold within her thighs.
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