Going from town to town
That I know well
I lead my life
Like a lost raft
The people of the night are always there when needed
They welcome you with laughter and applause

The fumes of alcohol
That I know well
The hair that sticks
To the forehead of musicians
And it's difficult
The choice of a life
I dream of things I really want

I sing in the port of Vancouver
I sing about bitter memories
And I dance, I dance
It's good
I never see the morning

It's good
At noon I'm in my bed
And I dream of something
At midnight I'm in the city
And I'm looking for something

The crazy hikes
That I know well
The girls who fly
Around the musicians
The people of the night are always there when needed
They call you with laughter and applause

The sound of silence
You have to have known it
I call for luck
Which never came
And it's difficult
The choice of a life
I dream of things I really want

I sing in the port of Vancouver
I sing about bitter memories
And I dance, I dance
It's good
I never see the morning
And I sing in the port of Vancouver
And I throw threats into the air
And I dance, I dance
It's good
I never see the morning
And it's good

At noon I'm in my bed
And I dream of something
At midnight I'm in the city
And I'm looking for something

At noon I'm in my bed
And I dream of something
At midnight I'm in the city
And I'm looking for something

At noon I'm in my bed
And I dream of something
At midnight I'm in the city
And I'm looking for something

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