Stop the January so December doesn’t come
And the New year, it has nothing to do here
While the old one is still on my shoulder.
Chorus:
Stop the January, let December repeat itself
At least 12 times, it won’t bore me,
That was the month of our love,
Stop the January.
It’s the night of long dresses,
In your eyes there’s deceitful turquoise sparkle,
You are excited about someone new,
That means a goodbye to everything that’s past.
Do you count me in in all of that?
Does it mean that sadness is sitting at the table with me?
In the glass there’s an olive,
My heart sunk down with it.
Chorus.
You’re kissing everyone,
There’s a thousand wishes, but only one darkness,
New people are calling you,
From everything that’s past that’s a farewell.
Chorus:
Stop the January, let December repeat itself
At least 12 times, it won’t bore me,
That was the month of our love,
Stop the January.