At my side of the town, some other new man
took away my darling to be under his roof.
I go there every night,
I'm moving into her eyes...
I'm going there, but with her hands she tells me to leave.
I'm singing this song, but unwillingly.
I'm drinking this wine, but unwillingly.
What else do I have that has stopped
when everything disappeared,
except rejoicing
for her happiness, unwillingly.
I go there every night,
I'm moving into her eyes...
I'm going there, but with her hands she tells me to leave.
I'm singing this song, but unwillingly.
I'm drinking this wine, but unwillingly.
What else do I have that has stopped
when everything disappeared,
except rejoicing...
I'm living this life, but unwillingly.
What else do I have that has stopped
when everything disappeared,
except rejoicing...