'Partir, c'est toujours mourir un peu / Afscheid is een beetje als sterven' by Moritz Englebert & Svea Mausolf at CLOVIS XV, Brussels

I walk the streets in solitude 

Through the rain, through the night 

Why did you leave me, why did you do it? 

You just laughed and said 
„It was all just a game, no rules, no goal.“ 

I believed in us, I trusted you.
And now it’s all over because of some show
 
Look me in the eyes, say it to my face 

I want to hear it from, or don’t you dare?