GROWD THE STREET ( chansonnette ( Anglais )

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CROWD THE STREET

It should runwithout retained,
She hust led passers by,
Without taking account of theirarguments.

The street growd

She rushes into the alleys,
Shops ard under the arbours,
She walks witha certain agreed,

The street growd

It vas and comes under a routine,
It stands out in its space,
Antres leating in front theirapproach.

The street growd

She polished the paved dru,
Which reflect the steps of the unknowns,
Thase who visit all what is known,
In the crowds of our avenues.

JJM