In the unknown city,
I don't like anything.
I always take streets
Which go too far,
Endless streets
Where? I get lost,
Quays, avenues
And deserted boulevards
Then, between two houses,
I hear the din
Of a long train on a bridge
Which is going somewhere.
In the unknown city,
Evening and morning,
Like this lost dog,
I go and I come back.
There are the passers-by
Who seem to be running away from you
And who don't have time
To give you a smile.
In the unknown city,
When night comes,
I'm afraid of bare walls,
All gray walls.
I'm afraid of this hotel
In bed too cold
And in the cruel morning
Who will wake me up,
For I would like to sleep,
To sleep even during the day
With my memories ,
My memories of love.
In the unknown city,
I think? you,
But you, do you remember
A little more of me?...

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