I do not know much about why
Tonight I sing
I do not know much about why
I am enchanted by this evening
I do not know much about why
I have this smile
And more than crying
I want to laugh
There is something like a perfume
That carries me with it
And takes me far, far away
Of dead loves
And that may be why
In my delirium
Yes, more than crying
I want to laugh
Certainly she left and went far far away
From our city
And I know my tomorrows
Will be difficult
Certainly, we only know well
That which we leave
And I know that the regrets
Will come to us soon
I do not know much about why
Tonight I sing
I do not know much about why
I am enchanted by this evening
I do not know much about why
I have this smile
And more than crying
I want to laugh
To laugh
To laugh..