And at the end, I didn't tell you, but I liked the party And we're both on the train, but in a different direction And maybe we'll get lost in the same steps In two houses not too far apart Between the stars, the streets and the lights on the rooftops of the taxis My soul lit up on the first day In a smile or a look of too much In a millisecond But of those who don't pass Calm and right like those English villages with the lighthouses That close at seven in the evening Where I was born, like a Romanian on a Saturday night That turns off but never gives me That turns off but never gives me Maybe it's a dream, but I picture you here in flesh and bones The red fur, the dark eyes and your universe in your head Look, I opened the sky for the stars And even this time you discovered me I'm telling you, I'm here for you And these lights in the night are paper lamps That breathe the clouds, that fly over the clouds I'm looking for you in the glass, in the cars, in the traffic Under this rain, almost big niggers I swear, we are drawn by a true story I never, never had a cold like this evening You gave me everything, if it's not enough, you know If I turn off, I close my eyes and I never sleep Calm and right like those English villages with the lighthouses That close at seven in the evening I'm born, like a Romanian on a Saturday night That turns off but never gives me That turns off but never gives me