And now, what am I going to do with all this time? What will my life be like with all these people who differ from me? Now that you're gone, all these nights Why, for whom? And this morning that comes back for nothing This beating heart, for whom, why? Who beats too hard, too hard And now, what am I going to do? What will my life be like with all this time? You left me the whole earth But the earth, without you, is small You, my friends, be kind You know that we can't do anything Even Paris is dying of boredom All these streets, they kill me And now, what am I going to do? I'm going to laugh so I don't cry anymore I'm going to burn whole nights In the morning, I'll hate you And then, one night, in my mirror I'll see the end of the road Not a flower and no tears At the moment of farewell I really have nothing more to do I really have nothing more to do Nothing more Nothing more
