I am back early this morning I crossed Paris as I like to do for years While I am drunk But there is always this white light That reaches me in the heart There are so few cars That it looks like the countryside of my childhood Hello Mrs. the baker Hello Mr. the grocer Hello Mr. the policeman Hello Mr. the bellman I know you all Since a long time But you know I don't have much time left on my phone But I can tell you that I didn't miss you I spoke to people To whom I will not speak again It's obvious But I think we were on the same boat A kind of Titanic That sinks into my ocean I can't read the newspaper So I leave you a message That you will erase from the first word But it doesn't matter *** *** I would like to smoke a cigarette But someone stole my bag And it makes me laugh that someone stole my bag And it disgusts me that it makes me laugh that someone stole my bag And I don't think about it anymore