You take my nerves - you bring me sorrow   I reach out for a hatchet seeking entry   Your time is running out - there's no excuse      And after all you smile   You try in making fun of me   You're simply irresistable   The colour of your hair is the colour of love      Make me believe that   It all lies in our hands   And when you close your eyes for me   I seem to understand      I must admit I miss your smile   But all that lingers on is in my head   All that's left of you - memories. .      So I descend - le souterrain   And I tear down the wall that hides my love   You are still beautiful   The colour of your hair is the colour of love      Make me believe that   It all lies in our hands   And when you close your eyes for me   I seem to understand