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(Verse 1)
We gathered at your friend's house as the sun went down,
Someone lit the charcoal, someone passed the glasses around.
The radio played old Lao songs, the air was thick with smoke,
You leaned into my shoulder and laughed at a half-told joke.
(Chorus)
We drank to the present, we drank to the past,
We drank to a love we hoped would last.
The glasses are empty, the friends are all gone —
But the night we raised our glasses still goes on.
(Verse 2)
Someone started singing a song we all knew,
Your hand found mine under the table — no one saw but you.
The flames died down, the night grew old,
We stayed a little longer, our story still untold.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
"Nous avons trinqué à l'amour. We raised our glasses to love. And the night never ended."
(Final Chorus)
We drank to the present, we drank to tomorrow,
We didn't drink to goodbye. We didn't drink to sorrow.
The glasses are empty, the years have moved on —
But the night we raised our glasses? It's never gone.
(Outro)
(非洲鼓轻轻回来——拍打声渐慢。手风琴一个和弦悬住。碰杯声——一下，两下。笑声。然后寂静。)
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