Why this silence?
is it good?
is it bad?
or just silence?
all the flowers have died and it's over
'cause nothing's any good
I feel restless
all my dreams are enveloped by sadness
and my sweet memories are in paris
when everything was good
when you sang your song to me
how I longed to be in your arms
now I can't believe your lies
and your treacherous charms
and I listen to the silence out here
how I listen
maybe you'll reappear when it's over
'cause nothing's any good