Strange, as if lit on fire,
I found her while imbibing
Both pretty and fateful...
You were drinking
And, in the champagne's clamour,
You laughed like a madwoman
To avoid crying.
Sorrow
I felt upon finding you
For, when I saw you,
I saw your eyes shine
With an electrical potency;
Your beautiful eyes,
Which I've adored so much!
Tonight, my dear friend,
Alcohol has intoxicated us.
Why should I care if they laugh at us
And call us the inebriated ones?!
All people have their own sorrows,
And we have ours as well...
Tonight, we shall imbibe,
Because we shall never, ever
See each other again...
Today you shall become part of my past;
My very own life's past...
My wounded soul carries three things with it:
Love! Sorrow! Pain!
Today you shall become part of my past;
Today, we shall take different paths...
Our love has been so great
And yet...
Ah... Look at what has become of it!
Tonight, my dear friend,
Alcohol has intoxicated us.
Why should I care if they laugh at us
And call us the inebriated ones?!
All people have their own sorrows,
And we have ours as well...
Tonight, we shall imbibe,
Because we shall never, ever
See each other again...
Today you shall become part of my past;
My very own life's past...
My wounded soul carries three things with it:
Love! Sorrow! Pain!
Today you shall become part of my past;
Today, we shall take different paths...
Our love has been so great
And yet...
Ah... Look at what has become of it!