Cigarettes and coffee, nothing more.
That's all that remains on a table at a bar.
The videos are off, no one talks anymore and you,
you won't sleep no matter the bed you'll have.
You want someone to make them cry!
Cry as much as you've cried!
We're islands in the ocean of solitude,
and archipelagos, the cities where love sinks.
Below the pavement, a heart rolls.
It's only caressed by music.
The music... the music.
Cigarettes and coffee, nothing more.
A bit of smoke that flies up.
Love grabs all senses but it doesn't make sense and you,
you won't sleep for one more adventure.
You want someone to make them cry!
Cry as much as you!
We're islands in the ocean of solitude,
and archipelagos, the cities - I'd like to reach you.
Love alights the lighthouses in the darkness.
The fog descends, only music remains.
We're islands in the ocean of solitude,
and archipelagos, the cities where love sinks.
Below the pavement, a heart rolls.
It's only caressed by music.
The music... the music.