Between two trains, between two doors
Between two airplanes that take me away
Between New york and Singapour
My thought makes a detour
For taking me back on the traces
Of a past that I loved so much
Of a happiness that still resembles
To each day, to each moment
And I feel again the anguish
That knots in my throat
Because all is upside down
Between us
Between two bars, between two glasses
Between two girls who are a little bit vulgar
Between the drunkenness and depression
My thought comes back sooner or later
Towards the past that was ours
Which I always hear its voice
Toward all the things which was you and me
Before our joys die
Now your heart is different
It tries to forget everything
And suddenly makes a void
Between us
Between two sheets, between two dreams
Between two smokes that go up
Between the night and short day
My thought flies toward love
And with eyes closed I imagine
That the past is still alive
I reconstruct the decoration
And take your lips and take your body
And on the humble theater in ruines of my heart
love plays again
All the things which were a little bit crazy
Between us