What happens
When we are tired
When the heart has lost its colors
An emotion
Like an invitation
To sing for no reason
br/>All that for a look or two
A smile that trembles a little
It's love, it's an accident
We feel the flow
What happens
When a girl is tired
When the heart has lost its colors
An emotion
Like an invitation
To sing without any reason
All that for a look or two
A smile which quivers a little
It's the love, it's an accident
We feel the current go through
We cross a mirror
Despite the afraid to believe it
We tell ourselves that this time
We love madly
A life without history
It's much worse than a black hole
Without hesitation, without knowing
We pass through a mirror
We pass through a mirror
Despite the fear of believing in it
You tell yourself that this time
You are madly in love with
A life without a story
Is even worse than a black hole
Without hesitating, without knowing
We pass through a mirror
Champagne en trop
Nothing is too beautiful
We have trouble finding the words
We say anything in a low voice
To stifle the urge to scream
We shut up, we stay hanging on
Like two desperate children
We dream of sharing
A night like at the movies
Too much champagne
Nothing is too beautiful
We have trouble finding the words
You say in a whisper anything
In order to stifle the desire to cry out
You are silent, you remain hooked
Like two hopeless children
/>You dream of sharing
A night like at the movies
We walk through a mirror
Despite the fear of believing in it
We tell ourselves that this time
We love madly
A life without history
It's much worse than a black hole
Without hesitation, without knowing
We walk through a mirror
We pass through a mirror
Despite the fear of believing in it
You tell yourself that this time
You are madly in love with
A life without a story
Is even worse than a black hole
Without hesitating, without knowing
We pass through a mirror
We stay silent, we stay hanging on
Like two desperate children
That's it 'love, it's the accident
We feel the current passing
You are silent, you remain hooked
Like two hopeless children
It's the love, it's an accident
We feel the current go through
We go through a mirror
Despite the fear of believing in it
We tell ourselves that this time
We love madly
A life without history
It's much worse than a black hole
Without hesitation, without knowing
We pass through a mirror
We pass through a mirror
Despite the fear of believing in it
You tell yourself that this time
You are madly in love with
A life without a story
Is even worse than a black hole
Without hesitating, without knowing
We pass through a mirror
We pass through a mirror