I was the sun's golden rose;
A rain of wine, a bubble of love.
And youth was my palace:
Whenever I sang, you would dream...
I had the glory! I had your devotion!
And I felt loved,
Pampered by life;
Blinded by delirious illusion.
An aria of love!
While they applaud behind the curtain,
At dusk, the old god dies.
An aria of love!
A chimera... A song...
For victory is so great
And Europe... So great...
Oh!
Today, fate is magnificent!
Poisoned...
Poisoned by love...
Poisoned...
Poisoned by love...
I was that nation's diva,
My voice filled the greatest theatres:
And my palace, which had been so beautiful yesterday,
Eventually became cold as marble and full of loneliness.
The decline... The final solution...
Among the thousands of flags, crosses and skulls,
Symbols of pipe-dreams...
I lost you.
An aria of love!
While they applaud behind the curtain,
You die at dusk, old Europe:
All alone!... Oh, insane and defeated!
Ah!
But, why is it so dark in here?
Why all this darkness?
I am desperate!
I am drunk... I am drunk with love!
I can hear the bombs; eagles of terror...
And I dream of the rubbish
That surrounds your shape
And I take refuge in alcohol...
An aria of love!
A chimera!
An aria of love!
A chimera... A song...
For defeat is so great
And Europe... So great...
Oh!
Finally, both you and I have become great!
Poisoned...
Poisoned by love...
Poisoned...
Poisoned by love...