Dans Le Monde Entier

Around the world, this night is the same
As so many other nights when the sun disappears
Where so much happiness meets so much distress
So many things die
While others are born
So many things die
While others are born

But tonight you're not here
Tonight you won't come
And you are so far from me
I'm afraid you're already forgetting me

Then what does it matter
To know more or less
If others love each other tonight or are in sorrow
If others tear apart or finally come together
Nothing matters except that you are far away
And that tonight
I know nothing about you