Do you remember the mysterious Eiffel Tower, honey?
Where is that again?
In France of course
Ah yes, of course in Paris,
now it is no longer as beautiful
and enchanting as it was then
yes, yes the test of time
I want to cherish my memories, baby
to the city of endless bridges, so truly beautiful
but also very very sad
the city where I met Vincent
and drank me bizarrely in his night cafe
with the beautiful blue sky above,
so dark, yet so enchantingly beautiful blue,
dear Vincent, I love you so true!
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