Every night, candles are lit for me And your image flickers in the flame. Donít say that time will heal me And everything passes just the same. No, Iíll never find peace again, For you took my whole soul with you - First to the port then on the plane, You unknowingly took it too. Every night, candles are lit for me And your image flickers in the flame. Donít say that time will heal me And everything passes just the same. Thereís an empty desert in my soul; All you see is a vacant land. Trash and cobwebs in this dustbowl All the rest she took in her hand. Now evening lights the candles for me, And your image flickers in the flame Donít say that time will heal me And everything passes just the same. All roads are going nowhere in my soul. Dig in and thereís nothing to see - Half-phrases, half songs, nothing whole; The rest is France and Paris. So let evening light candles for me, And your image flicker in the flame. Donít say that time will heal me And everything passes just the same.  
© John Farndon + Olga Nakston. Translation, 2022