And now what am i going to do
with the rest of my life
with all the people that didn't care.
Now, that you are gone.
All the nights..for what, for who
and this morning returns for nothing
This heart who beats, for who, for what
Who beats too strong, too strong
And now, what am i going to do
around this nothing will slip my life.
You left me the entire world
But the world without you is small
You my friends, are nice
You know well that nothing can be done.
Even Paris, dying of boredom
all its streets are killing me.
An now, what am i going to do
I will laugh, cry no more.
I'm going to burn all these nights
In the morning, I will hate you.
And then one evening in my mirror
I will see the end of the road,
not flowers and not tears.
the moment to say farewell.
I really have nothing to do
I really have nothing