Our Last Summer

Текст песни Abba - Our Last Summer

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Our Last Summer
the summer air was soft and warm, the feeling right, the Paris night 
Did it's best to please us.
And strolling down the Elysee
We had a drink in each cafe
And you,
You talked of politics, philosophy, and I
smiled like Mona Lisa 
We had our chance,
It was a fine and true romance.