Dazzled by the night with mortal lights,
to graze cars, eyes like pinheads,
I waited for you a hundred years in the streets in black and white;
You came whistling.
Dazzled by the night with mortal lights,
to shoot the cans, as lost as a ship.
If I lost my head, I loved you and even worse;
You came whistling.
Dazzled by the night with mortal lights.
Should we love life or just watch it pass?
From our nights of smoke, there is almost nothing left,
as ashes in the morning.
At this subway filled with vertigo of life,
at the next station, little European,
put your hand down, lower it below my heart.
Dazzled by the night with mortal lights,
a last lap with death at the end.
I waited for you a hundred years in the black and white streets;
You came whistling.