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From Labrador to Florida
Following the Mechashebe
The men were waiting for Valentine
A number on a ticket
From Fort Duquesne to the Beacon
From the Beacon to Fort Huilier
The men had put on their shirts
And they were waiting on the platform.
These prostitutes, these orphans
All those that Paris sent
They called them Valentine
It was a name they liked.
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
(Valentine's Day) they arrived in February
(Valentine's Day) only if the wind wanted it
(Valentine's Day) barely off the ground, already married
It was Valentine Day
(Valentine's Day) they arrived before the summer
(Valentine's Day) from everywhere as if it were raining
(Valentine's Day) the choice was not beauty
It was Valentine Day
Only sailors remember it.
Perhaps because the sailors
They have salt water in their veins
We know that the sea remembers
When the ships of the royal
They raised the flag
From Fort Prudhomme to Lauderdale
It was violin madness.
Valentine Day
It was a whore market
Now translated into French
It's called "Valentine's Day"
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
Valentine Day
(Valentine's Day) they embarked at La Rochelle
(Valentine's Day) taking everything they had
(Valentine's Day) the dress they were wearing
It was Valentine Day
(Valentine's Day) they arrived to get married
(Valentine's Day) men they would never love
(Valentine's Day) they had no choice but to love
It was Valentine Day
(Valentine's Day) they were coming down from the footbridge
(Valentine's Day) so everyone was silent
(Valentine's Day) and when they opened their parasols
The men applauded
(Valentine's Day) it was love and not love
(Valentine Day) was pretty much everything we wanted
(Valentine's Day) Long live the king and down with the court
It was Valentine Day
Valentine Day
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