I’ll collect you tonight
I know by heart the way to the house
in which I was happy one day
and in which now I’m nothing but a visitor
you receive me coldly
nothing has changed... except that your bedroom is locked,
in case the memories should come back
and we’d want to remember
I’m supposed not to have any feelings for you anymore
the past is supposed not to be a burden anymore
it should be very easy to tell how well I’m doing
even if deep inside me... I’m dying
Allegedly it was better that we split
life is expected to go on
I’m supposed not to care about who kisses you now
this is my penitence... for thinking I could forget you
I say good bye by the door
and in a whisper I swallow the words
You’ve got another love now
I go back to my pain
I don’t have anything else...
I’m supposed not to have any feelings for you anymore
the past is supposed not to be a burden anymore
it should be very easy to tell how well I’m doing
even if deep inside me... I’m dying
Allegedly it was better that we split
life is expected to go on
I’m supposed not to care about who kisses you now
this is my penitence... for thinking I could forget you