Une Année Sans Lumiere

Hey! The streetlights all burnt out.
A year without lights.
I ride a horse,
Wearing blinders.

Hey, my eyes are shooting sparks,
At night, my eyes light you up.
Don't tell your father
That he's wearing blinders.

Hey, your old man should know,
If you see a shadow,
There's something there.

So hey! My eyes are shooting sparks,
At night, my eyes light you up,
Don't tell your father
That he's wearing blinders.

Hey, your old man should know,
If you see a shadow,
There's something there.