Pas là [English translation]

I am a broken jar

totally in holes

My skin is cracking

since you faded away

when the moon shows up

and I feel a cold wind

I am still searching you laying on the sofa

oh God, what distant she is

the night of joy

when I touch your hand

a long before this sadness

you stalked (hunted)me

you saw me

you seized me with the collar

and you pulled it on my neck

But you're not here, where are you then?

but where are you? (not here, not here, not here)

Ivory nights

surely I owe you

if you have only black

I am not hurt

this is how life is passing

finally, all is yours

I fool myself

playing the fontains

But you're not here, where are you then?

but where are you? (not here, not here, not here)

I will replace you

as much as I can

everythings disappears

I want it that way

But everything happens without you

I have nothing to do else but accept it

And you the jars

broken into many pieces

Let's turn into the bushes

for the coming feast