Do not ask me where we are going It makes the road too small There are nights which ask nothing of us Let this one remain without explanation The morning can have what remains I have no use for it now Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow Do not make something serious of this Serious things are heavy in daylight I want the hour without its meaning The touch without its evidence If there is a price, let it wait Tomorrow knows where to find me Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow Nothing is promised Nothing is forgiven There is only the night It is sufficient Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow Give me the regret I will wear it tomorrow
