Текст Charlotte Gainsbourg – Memoir

The city lights are beckoning
Their sirens softly call
All the fantasists and fetishist
Are preparing the ball

So I give myself to strangers
Like I gave myself to you
But the tenderness I felt
Has been replaced by something new
And in the orgy I can vaguely hear
The outline of your call
But I might as well be anyone’s at all

Every memory is sailing
To the kingdom of your soul
As you patiently await
I lose all sense of self-control
You were the lighthouse to my broken boat
But I left you behind
Now I might as well be anyone’s to find

Take my body, take it from me
It is not worthy of your memory

I remember you undressing
As I set myself on fire
And the funeral was quick
As I lay lifeless on your pyre
Well it’s a kind of desperation
And it’s just something you can’t fake
Oh I might as well be anyone’s to take

So I give myself to strangers
Like I gave myself to you
But the unity I felt
has been replaced by something new
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane
I’m Robert and I am Paul
Oh I might as well be anyone at all
Yes I might as well be anyone at all
Oh I might as well be anyone at all
Oh I might as well be anyone at all