Ivan, Boris Et Moi
Marie Laforêt
Ivan, Boris And Me
When we were still children, on the heather path
All along the river
We picked mirabelle plums
Under the noses of the turtledoves
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
On Sundays to go dancing, we all put our shoes
In the same basket
And to not damage them
We walked to the dance on foot
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
It made life a bit complicated, three boys for four girls
We were all in love
You with me and me with him
One yesterday, the other today
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
To think that when it was time to get married, we all went to look
Elsewhere for what we had
Within our reach
We left our friends
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
Today every time we write to each other, it's because a child is coming
The world may be big
It barely contains
Our children and their godparents
Anton, Ivan, Boris And Me, Rebecca, Paula, Johanna And Me
Sacha, Sonia, David And Me, Dimitri, Yanni, Natasha And Me
Sacha, Sonia, David And Me, Dimitri, Yanni, Natasha And Me
