This is tonight and it rains like in a French black and white

movie of the Fifties, I feel like a character in it who's just

lost it all, who is alone with his raincoat and a face showing a yet unknown

way out of it. Steamy hot summer night street makes me laugh.

I enjoy waiting for a taxi and I hope its not gonna be here,

until I have had enough of this pleasant situation.



Movie is on, there comes a lady through the night

She stops in front of me asks me for a light



To win some time, to introduce myself, I pretend not to know

in which pocket I got my matches.



Movie is on, there comes a lady through the night

She stops in front of me and asks me for a light



She is walking on but not too far she disappears behind a door

Some cats down there inside a club, the Sixties play guitar



Movie is on, there came a lady through the night

She stopped in front of me and asked for a light

I enjoy the rain and my wet hair. Feel slightly stupid, but got

to follow her

The club is empty I am standing near the door

She is the only dancer on the biggest floor



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