Paris St. Germaine

The city of light is dimmed now by the winter No gut full of wine could keep out this frost We'll shiver and sigh by the ice on the river Ask the dull heavens, the hell have we lost? My heart's too empty to speak true of sorrow What's dust is but dust and as dust shall remain If only I could, I would make it tomorrow I'd make it tomorrow where you'd live again I'll lay myself down in the mist and the heather I'll lay myself down and I'll wait for your call The bell rings last orders, we're walking together While the boulevards burn and crumble and fall The boulevards burn and crumble and fall My heart's too empty to speak true of sorrow What's dust is but dust and as dust shall we fall The bell rings last orders, we're walking together While the boulevards burn and crumble and fall While the boulevards burn and crumble and fall The boulevards burn and crumble and fall