[Verse 1]
It's the end of an American comedy
A garden, two who love each other, violin music
Gaslight, the sky is so painted blue
The city, a decoration: glass, cardboard and sawdust
[Chorus]
I know, they’ll say: "It's an illusion, like the first love"
Hollywood is deserted, I've to go back to the sun
[Verse 2]
Who will want your marquee heart?
Your old age, star in ruins, blonde riding a Rolls Royce
It’s the end of infinity in Cinerama
It's the end of this program, meditation time
[Chorus]
I know, they will say: "It's an illusion, like the first love"
Hollywood is deserted, I have to go back to the sun
[Instrument Bridge]
[Verse 3]
Goodbyе, goodbye
Paris, New York
You see the land whеre you were born, it's you
Your movies don't exist, goodbye
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
I know, they'll say: "It's an illusion, like the first love" (The first love)
Hollywood is deserted, I have to go back to the sun