Good evening my friends,
It's time I left
What I still have to tell you
Takes only a cigarette
And the time for a last drink
For this day and that night under your roof, thank you
For the chair at your table and the wine in my glass
For the plate you add for me
As if nothing was mor natural
Good evening my friends,
It's time I left
What I still have to tell you
Takes only a cigarette
And the time for a last drink
For those spent hours talking, thank you
For your patience when our opinions were opposite
For not having looked for knowing where I came from
Neither where I'm leaving, nor when, nor why
Good evening my friends,
It's time I left
What I still have to tell you
Takes only a cigarette
And the time for a last drink
Thank you the kindness shelters in your home
Behind this door I have to cross
Maybe it's thanks to her that through your windows
The lights looks warmer than somewhere else
Good evening my friends,
It's time I left
What I still have to tell you
Takes only a cigarette
And the time for a last drink