I didn't see the night coming, nor the shadows that pass I was told that this one gives advice, if only I were sleeping Four o'clock in the morning, this music says nothing to me And I close my eyes, we are already tomorrow I finally tried To wait too long for sleep, I'm tired The white night gives me these black thoughts And the emptiness, hidden in the middle of the day Enlightened in the middle of the night Insomnia, insomnia Insomnia, wake up late I see the shadows like decor Insomnia, like decor And by then everything seems dead Tonight I'm not here, I'm gone, I'm walking And I'm cold in Paris Its magic, its anguish, its few tears of you I tell myself that it wasn't him, it wasn't me The gray sky, the storms A few fangs survive us in your back It was the last time To wait too long for sleep, I'm tired The white night gives me these black thoughts And the emptiness, hidden in the middle of the day Enlightened in the middle of the night Insomnia, insomnia Insomnia, wake up late I see the shadows like decor Insomnia, like decor And by then everything seems dead Insomnia, wake up late I feel alone, everything seems dead Insomnia, like decor And by then everything seems dead Insomnia, until dawn And my nightmare will be worth gold So I think, but I think about what? I think that I don't assume I think too much in these cases And I think badly I think, but I think about what? I think that I don't assume I think too much in these cases And I think badly, badly, badly Insomnia, like decor I see the shadows like decor Insomnia, like decor And by then everything seems dead Insomnia, until dawn And my nightmare will be worth gold