La vie d'une Francaise

nightime falls too late
sometimes all I want to do is wait

I know it's easier to walk away than to look in the eye
but I'll raise a shelter to the sky

tonight I'll still be lying here surronded
in all the light

tonight....hm...bad night....maybe tomorrow

... ne divanim MaDŽarski... ola la ("Le bleu de tes yeux" EDit & Jacques)

... matoro pa još i ne-pismeno (Edith Piaf & Jacques Brel).