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In the Cafe - Cryan' Shames
She came in the morning
And when the day was through
We slipped into a small cafe
And sat in the corner
And spoke of all
He tricks our hearts could play
We stayed until we were alone
And the candles were melting away
We talked of the times we'd known
In the quietness of the cafe
The flick-ering candles
Brought a pattern
To her face I'd seen along the way
Yet often times I wonder
If I spoke with her
Inside the small cafe
La dans ce coin as-sisse
Elle parlait du jei de l'mor
Viens dans lanwi pasible
Lui disait ma voix de toujours
Dans le cafe
I pass it each morming
On the way to punch
The clock I've come to know so well
And often times I wonder
If I spoke with her
Or talked with her at all
Spoke with her
Talked with her at all
Spoke with her
La dans ce coin assisse
Elle parlait du jei de l'mor
Viens dans lanwi pasible
Lui disait
