I sing a kiss,
I sing a daring kiss,
Planted on my lips
By a stranger I came across,
I sing a kiss.
Walking in the mist,
My heart broken by (some)one,
On my way to the dunes,
The beach of Malo Bray-Dunes.
The North Sea in winter
Was rising into green-grey elephants
Seaside girls were passing by, wrapped in coats,
Giving the beach its naive,
Sincere character.
The wind from Belgium
Was carrying in music,
French-style operetta's choruses,
Strawberry fancy-fairs.
She moved forward,
Nothing had been planned,
She put her arms around me,
Then she closed her eyes.
Imagine my fortune,
Brown curls tangled up under her scarf,
True, I don't know much about blondies
Don't know much about blondies.
O the fresh air,
Spin the wind, turn the dune upside down,
Spin the sky, spin the earth,
Spin, spin the fresh air
The local Belgium
Carried in its musical ambience,
French-style operetta's choruses,
Strawberry fancy-fairs.
You put
On my tongue your friendly tongue
And in my heart a decalcomania
That reads, 'Freedom Cherished Freedom'
I give credit
For this deliciously accidental moment,
To Adamo and MC Solaar,
O billions of dollars.
The wind from Belgium
Was wistfully carrying in
Its French-style operetta's choruses,
Its strawberry fancy-fairs.
If everything is so-so
If life is a dull movie,
Well this part was really good,
This part was good.
Then she left,
With the bored look of a languishing queen,
On the dam, became a small point, then gone,
Aboard her husband's Audi,
Ah, her husband
I sing a kiss,
I sing a daring kiss,
Planted on my lips.