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"A cigarette that bears a lipstick Traces an airline ticket to romantic places and still my heart is free Remind me of you It is springtime in Switzerland It's allowed there's Snow is melting on the mountains the carry laws of the Jewish welcome having a beer and it's starting to make me tipsy but it's fun to be in the sun at 20 degrees Celsius the foresight you hope glorious The Sun is shining hard Some mists stay there Hiding slightly the beauty of the melting mountains there I wish you a splendid Sunday All I wish you to feel a tea remind me of you The Park at evening when the Bell had sounded The Ill de France With all the ghosts around it the beauty that is bring These foolish things remind me of you how strange how sweet to find you still the These things are dear to me they seem to bring you near to me the style Midnight trains and empty stations Silk stockings thrown aside for how the ghost of you clean These foolish things remind me of you God in your perfume lingering on a pillow Wild strawberries only seven Frank a kilo and still feel my heart as wings These foolish things greet my heart."
