Rimmel

And something remains, among the bright pages,
among the dark pages,
and I erase your name from my facade
and I mix up my alibis and your reasons,
my alibis and your reasons.
Whoever dealt me the cards called me a winner
but the gypsy is a trick.
But an intrusive future, if I had been a bit younger,
I would have destroyed it with fantasy,
I would have torn it apart with fantasy.

Now you can send your lips to a new address
and overlap my face
with that of who knows who else.
Your four aces, mind you, all of the same color,
you can hide them or play them as you wish
or keep them good friends like us.

A strong desire to live and sweet Venus of Mascara.
Like when it was raining outside and you asked me
if by any chance you still had that photo
where you were smiling and not looking.
And the wind passed over your fur collar
and over you and when I,
without understanding, said yes.
You said 'It's all you have of me'.
It's all I have of you.

Now you can send your lips to a new address
and overlap my face
with that of who knows who else.
Your four aces, mind you, all of the same color,
you can hide them or play them as you wish
or keep them good friends like us