A gust of wind

Reprise

Do you remember the pink house, up on the hill?
Ask me to meet you there and I will
Do your remember thinking life was a fairytale?
Drawing fishes that looked like whales
Do you remember the blue sea and the golden sand?
We wished those times would never end
Do you remember the scorching sun in the orange sky?
That day, we promised that our love would never die
Do you remember our deepest dreams?
They were blown away by the wind.

Filipa Moreira da Cruz

Photos : Paul Laurent Bressin

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