The taste of rust and sand on your mouth Like a movie star you cried all night long There's nothing left from love and you Everything has fade away If you are calling up from the past We'll make the same mistakes again At last I'll be dancing around in my house Freed from memories and mind Feeling safe with myself in the dark Ready for the future ghosts If you are calling up from the past We'll make the same mistakes again At last Si tu me téléphones du passé Je ferai les mêmes erreurs Encore une fois No fear, no pain, waiting for you Sans peur, sans douleur Je t'attendrai Sans peur, sans douleur Je reviendrai