Oh My Darling (En Français)
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Oh My Darling (In French)
The cliffs in the mist
Disappear little by little
And that lighthouse that lights up
It's the star of farewell
Oh! My darling, oh! My darling
Oh! My darling, think of me
I leave you with a heavy heart
I must live far from you
On the moor, the heather
Was soft under our feet
And the roses of England
Were as beautiful as you
A letter, the last one
Will tell you today
That the judges of England
Are sending me back to my country
On the moor, the heather
This summer, will bloom again
But the roses of England
I will not see them again
