lovers threw passion to the winds
and artists snatched colours from the seine
drowning unhurried lives in love and fame;
remember then those stories you weaved
rise, paris, and regain what you lived for then...
and artists snatched colours from the seine
drowning unhurried lives in love and fame;
remember then those stories you weaved
rise, paris, and regain what you lived for then...
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