The same old stories are being told
Girls resemble me
All of it reminds me of love,
Of those sleepless nights,
Of those brown eyes
That I loved that winter.
Refrain:
Give me a table
over there were he was sat
and two glasses so that I can raise a toast,
So that I can create happiness out of my sadness.
Give me a table
So what, let me feel bad
when the wine hits me.
Wine from last year. (Year old wine.)
The same music is playing
The same song is affecting me
All of this reminds me of love,
Of those sleepless nights,
Of those brown eyes
That I loved that winter.
Refrain:
Give me a table
over there were he was sat
and two glasses so that I can raise a toast,
So that I can create happiness out of my sadness.
Give me a table
So what, let me feel bad
when the wine hits me.
Wine from last year. (Year old wine.)
For a year already
Love has been salty for me*
So each evening
the same tear burns me.
Refrain:
Give me a table
there were he was sitting
and two glasses so that I can raise a toast,
So that I can make happiness out of my sadness.
Give me a table
So what, let me feel bad
when the wine hits me.
Wine from last year. (Year old wine.)