Midi Dans Le Salon De La Duchesse

Noon in the Duchess's drawing-room
She asks me: What have you done with your youth?
It belongs to those who still love each other

I had much glory and little love
And my reason remained in the courtyard
Near all those who still love each other

My despair
Is on the dock of goodbyes
I'm much better off
On the dock of farewells

I followed the stars and the violins
I live out of suitcases, but my home
Belongs to all those who still love each other

My despair
Is on the dock of goodbyes
I'm much better off
On the dock of farewells

Noon in the Duchess's drawing-room
She asks me: What have you done with your youth?
It belongs to those who still love each other