| Hold a true friend with both hands | Because I am the son of a good mother who taught me positive things and good manners |
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| I am so thankful that God made you my mom | And in the evening, after the fires went out, we continued to talk and sneer like idiots |
But what pride when I walked with him in the campsite, hand in hand! Marcelle, a neighbor, made me discover all the animals on her farm, drink hot milk from the udders, prepare a thundering aligot and incredible cakes on a spit over a wood fire.
4| Grace was in all her steps heaven in her eye, in every gesture, dignity and love, mom come back again | Ah, how good it feels the hand of an old friend |
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| Many young people like me, without parents on the spot! It was to him that I made my first kiss | There, we did a bit of our rebels |
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| I am appreciating all the sacrifices and care of yours | Happiness seems made to be shred |
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| Words cannot express my feelings, nor my thanks for all your help | A friend in need is a damned nuisance |
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