Ce Qui Me Manque

It's not about knowing
The weather in Beijing
Nor finding out if she is
Or not with someone
It's not about spying
A hotel room
That would make me
A owner of it
Every night
All my life

What I miss
Is her tears on my cheeks
What I miss
Is her breath on my neck
What I miss
Is when she said us
No bank
Reimburses this jewel
I'm missing
Until I go crazy
What haunts me
Is to see her pawned
The acrobat

I can't imagine
Where she lives where she sleeps
If she walks in the footsteps
Of the old gold diggers
I don't want to know
If she is dark and proud
Like most are
When crossing the border
Every night
All my life