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  • (An uncharacteristically nice little romantic poem by Jacques Prévert)

    Trois allumettes une à une allumées dans la nuit
    La première pour voir ton visage tout entier
    La seconde pour voir tes yeux
    La dernière pour voir ta bouche
    Et l'obscurité tout entière pour me rappeler tout cela
    En te serrant dans mes bras

    Three matchsticks struck in the night
    The first to see your face, all of it
    The second one to see your eyes
    And the last to see your lips
    With the darkness that follows to remind me of all that
    As I hold you tight in my arms
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