A bonjour and a hum

I used to sing this whenever I would get sad. 

I remember humming this on the bus ride home from school one day in Shanghai, and the French guy sitting next to me gave a weird look that slowly transformed into a smile. I wonder if he still remembers. I should message him. We still keep in touch via FB.

Bonjour, mon ami.  Do you read this? Can you sweep me away to Paris, Shanghai or wherever you may be?

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