I DON’T KNOW
Walking back
In the dark
Through the garden
I wonder if
All the trees
Really are in line
I don’t know, I don’t know
I remember
When I came out
Into the spring
After the climb
Or in the snow
Nobody there
I don’t know, I don’t know
Now looking at
The narrow Rhône
And your grey smile
Horse chestnut trees
Perhaps in bloom
But in fact, in fact
I don’t know, I don’t know
Now our love
Is down and down
I had met you
In Roma is it
A dream or a
Nighmare?
I don’t know, I don’t know
Walking back
In the dark
Through the garden
I wonder if
All the trees
Really are in line
I don’t know, I don’t know
I remember
When I came out
Into the spring
After the climb
Or in the snow
Nobody there
I don’t know, I don’t know
Now looking at
The narrow Rhône
And your grey smile
Horse chestnut trees
Perhaps in bloom
But in fact, in fact
I don’t know, I don’t know
Now our love
Is down and down
I had met you
In Roma is it
A dream or a
Nighmare?
I don’t know, I don’t know
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