Don’t Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas) - Regina Spektor
Down in Paris they walk fast
That is, unless they’re walking slow
And in cafes they look away
That is, unless they look right in
And in the gardens I get lost
That is, unless I’m getting found
And if you are the ghost of New York city
Won’t you stick around?
Ne me quitte pas, mon chere
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True story. Come here, summer, let me drink you in.
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The only man that could make jealous of clouds.
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This is very relevent today.
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This is how I get down
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