(Intro - Accordion solo, slow, wistful. In the background, you can hear the quiet hum of club conversation and the clinking of glasses, which suddenly fades away when the vocalist approaches the microphone.)

Verse 1

(Am) Dawn knocks on the windows again, (Dm) the Parisian rain weeps outside,

(G7) Another year seems to pass, (Cmaj7) and in my heart (E7) the same fog remains.

(Am) I open my eyes slowly, (Dm) the sheets smell of foreign lilacs,

(F7) Someone's sleeping next to me... and it hurts, (E7) because I know it wasn't your dream.

Verse 2

(Am) Time flows like a lazy river, (Dm) takes faces, erases the trace.

(G7) You're somewhere so far away, (Cmaj7) and I'm building the world anew (E7). (Am) The other woman is good, (Dm) she snuggles into me through her tears,

(F7) But when darkness overtakes us... (E7) in her eyes I still see... your sparkle.

(Bridge - The vocalist takes a deep breath, strikes the strings/keys harder, signals the hall. The audience begins to tap their feet to the rhythm)

Chorus (VERY MELODIC - THE WHOLE HALL sings, powerful LIVE choir effect)

(The vocalist begins, the crowd immediately picks up with enormous energy)

(C) Ooo, I wake up again (G) without you!

(Am) Even though next to me shimmers (F) that strange face!

(C) Time flies somewhere (G) in the sky,

(F) Tell me how many more (Fm) days will you give us (C)? (G7)

(The hall sings the second part of the chorus even louder, shivers and rapture are audible)

(C) Oh, I wake up again (G) without you!

(Am) And I lose my mind in this (F) empty tango of hands!

(C) Even if I had another (G) star in the sky...

(F) I still hear your, (Fm) your quiet (C) voice!

Verse 3

(The atmosphere subsides, the intimate blues returns, the choir in the hall quietly hums "mrrr...")

(Am) She asks what I'm thinking about, (Dm) when I look at the ceiling in the morning.

(G7) I say: "Nothing, darling, go to sleep now," (Cmaj7) it's so easy (E7) to wrap yourself in a lie. (Am) I pass day by day, (Dm) the sand in the clock shimmers ruthlessly,

(F7) I wake up next to another... (E7) on this strange, cold land.

Chorus (FULL HALL – Climax of the live broadcast)

(People rise from their seats, you can hear footsteps, applause in rhythm, hundreds of voices merge into one powerful, melancholic hymn)

(C) Oh, I wake up again (G) without you!

(Am) Even though next to me shimmers (F) that foreign face! (C) Time slips away somewhere (G) across the sky,

(F) Tell me how many more (Fm) days (C) will you give us? (G7)

(C) Oh, I wake up again (G) without you!

(Am) And I lose track of this (F) empty tango of hands!

(C) Even if I had another (G) star in the sky...

(F) I can still hear your, (Fm) your quiet (C) voice!

Outro

(The music slowly slows. The crowd in the pub repeats a cappella, increasingly quieter, swaying)

(F) I can still hear your... (Fm)

(Accordion solo, evoking French tradition)

(C) ...your quiet voice.

(A final, single strum on the guitar/piano strings. In the background, powerful, authentic applause erupts from the audience, shouts of delight, "Bravo!", and the clinking of toasting glasses. The broadcast slowly fades out.)