We’ll see each other at the bottom of a glass
An illusion I can’t forget
I must find you again every night
In my sky full of bars
We’ll see each other at the bottom of a glass
Sweet lips that I can no longer kiss
I wasn’t to lose myself and dream
How long the horizon of each bar can sadly last
At the beginning I don’t see you,
Too much whiskey separates me from you
But then I drink and little by little
You appear and you’re all for me
We’ll see each other at the bottom of a glass
Until the dawn comes back to the sky
And in the desperate dawn
It will be sad going back home
To wait for they night
And be able to find you again
At the bottom of a glass
In the sky of the bars