Howl and run away
Or lock the door
And lie in silence
Study the ceiling
And dream unlike the rest
To kiss the heavens
The ceiling, a carousel
Half an hour, half an hour
Half an hour, in the path of a train
Half an hour, it’s not your zone
Half an hour, half an hour, it’s not a question
It’s not an answer, half an hour, half an hour
Half an hour without you, half an hour
Half an hour, he and I, half an hour
Each on his own, each on his own
Half an hour, to their addresses
Half an hour
I've lost my temper like everyone
Like in a dream
I am not me
It’s not my carousel
And it’s not my dream
Or smoke, or sadness
Either rain in my eyes
I’ll return, I’ll return
Half an hour, half an hour
Half an hour, the train is derailed
Half an hour, it’s not your zone
Half an hour, half an hour, it’s not a question
It’s not an answer, half an hour, half an hour
Half an hour without you, half an hour
Half an hour, he and I, half an hour
Everyone, everyone
Half an hour, to their addresses
Half an hour…