Song on the Sand

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