You’re told that time is your best friend
That everything will be forgotten
Days and people pass, tongues loosen
You’re even told that you seem to be blossoming more
That the water has flowed under bridges
In your bed and in your house
That it’s your life that passes without her for good
It’s a total eclipse outside
And you think about her again
Is your love dead?
Is your love dead?
It’s a total eclipse outside
And you think about her again
Is your silence golden?
Is your silence golden?
Do you see her when you sleep?
Is your love dead?
You’re told that she goes running every Monday
That often she talks about you and smiles
You’ve even been told that she dances, that she goes out in all of Paris
And that she has never been so happy
But that she doesn’t find time long
In her bed and in her home
That it’s her life that passes without you for good
It’s a total eclipse outside
And you think about her again
Is your love dead?
Is your love dead?
It’s a total eclipse outside
And you think about her again
Is your silence golden?
Is your silence golden?
Do you see her when you sleep?
Is your love dead?
It’s a total eclipse outside
And you think of her again
Is your love dead?
Is your love dead?
Does she think of you again?
Is your* love dead?
Or just a meteor?
Does she still burn in your body?
Is your* love dead?