It is evening.
As if suddenly
The world is empty and the city strange today, without her.
Today maybe
I confused the city, the number and street
And maybe even the time as I can't find her.
I cannot find her.
(Chorus:)
This evening, like in a train station
With a flower, I'll wait
So to return from somewhere
Our train, illusion
Illusion ...
Illusion
It is raining,
What a melancholy.
Time is late, everything gathers up for another time
Maybe tomorrow
I'll be able to understand
Your mystery and the game...
What mystery is hidden in your absence,
your absence
your absence
(Chorus :) (2x)