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Summer ends
can you tell why the wind is slowing down?
to let us taste the sun
oceans are such a perfect playground
and you make my heart fly
summer is coming to an end
summer is coming to an end
and you won't hold me in your arms
my body won't feel warm
and i'll pretend "i am strong
i don't need, i don't need, i don't need you here."
all the roads lead to love you told me
i felt sweetness in your voice
your fast car, it feels like home
for the first time, the world is safe
summer is coming to an end
summer is coming to an end
and you won't hold me in your arms
my body won't feel warm
and i'll pretend "i am strong
i don't need, i don't need, i don't need you here."
if we are only
only made to me
a dream then let me
let me set love free
if we are only
only made to me
a dream then let me
let me dream it
lyrics by Rosalie Bea
music composed by Rosalie Bea
guitars : Rosalie Bea, David Lagacé et Aimé Duquet
voice : Rosalie Bea & David Lagacé
synth : Francis Ledoux
pedal : Étienne Dupré
mix : Francis Ledoux
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