The taste of rust and sand on your mouth
Like a movie star you cried all night long
There's nothing left from love and you
Everything has fade away
If you are calling up from the past
We'll make the same mistakes again
At last
I'll be dancing around in my house
Freed from memories and mind
Feeling safe with myself in the dark
Ready for the future ghosts
If you are calling up from the past
We'll make the same mistakes again
At last
Si tu me téléphones du passé
Je ferai les mêmes erreurs
Encore une fois
No fear, no pain, waiting for you
Sans peur, sans douleur
Je t'attendrai
Sans peur, sans douleur
Je reviendrai