Fin de Fiesta

It's over now
People are leaving
I know what you're going to tell me
Not to cry
That things happen
And I always cried for not laughing
But I have no more memory
And there's no photo I want to erase

It's over
It's the end of the party
And the dreaded gossip begins
If he left with him
If she left with her
Those who didn't give in, will now
If life is a slow orgy
The best must be yet to come

It's over