Rimmel

And something remains, between the clear pages
Between 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
Who 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 imagination
I would have torn it apart with imagination

Now you can send your lips to a new address
And overlap my face
With someone else's
Your four aces, mind you, all the same color
You can hide them or play them as you wish
Or keep them as good friends like us

Craving 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 your person 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 someone else's
Your four aces, mind you, all the same color
You can hide them or play them as you wish
Or keep them as good friends like us