Do you recall that windy little beach we walked along?

That afternoon in fall

That afternoon we met

A fellow with a concertina sang

What was the song?

It's strange what we recall

It's odd what we forget

I heard "la dadada dadada" as we walked on the sand

I heard "la dadada"

I believe it was early September

Through the crash of the waves

I could tell that the words were romantic

Something about sharing

Something about always

Though the years race along

I still think of our song on the sand

And I still try and search for the words

I can barely remember

Though the time tumbles by

There is one thing that I am forever certain of

I hear "la dadada dadada dadada dadada"

And I'm young and in love

I believe it was early September

Through the crash of the waves

I could tell that the words were romantic

Something about sharing

Something about always

Though the years race along

I still think of our song on the sand

And I still try and search for the words

I can barely remember

Though the time tumbles by

There is one thing that I am forever certain of

I hear "la dadada dadada dadada dadada"

And I'm young and in love

Ah, Georges - ah, ah

You play my heart like a concertina

You're such a poet

I'm not sure about the crash of the waves

This being the Mediterranean

But basically, you're correct

This is all about love

This wedding

Not - not jealousies, or old wounds

So, Sybil can come

And the three of us will bear witness to our son's marriage together

Hand in hand - in hand

Albin, there's - something else I have to tell you

Georges, I'll be late for the second act!

No, Albin, please, I have to tell you something! (Later, cherie!)

(I mustn't keep my audience waiting)

Tonight, for the first time in his life

He has to be on time

Oh, Albin

You're such a surprise

I hear "la dadada dadada dadada dadada"

And I'm young and in love