| 歌曲 | Poppy Gene Tierney |
| 歌手 | Étienne Daho |
| 专辑 | La Notte la Notte |
| Swimming, swimming, swimming | |
| Looking for your ship, swimming | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy | |
| Laura, Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| Other side of the word | |
| Walking, walking, walking | |
| Looking for your smile, walking | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy | |
| Laura, Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| And the screen filled with cold blue eyes | |
| Where you take everything that's yours | |
| From icy deserts to frozen palaces | |
| From toxic loves in the Shanghaï hell | |
| Never do I tire of your travel | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| I think of other places and skies | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| And your cold blue eyes | |
| On the screen, there're your cold blue eyes, cold blue eyes | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy, Laura Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| And the screen filled with cold blue eyes | |
| And the screen with cold red lips | |
| From icy deserts to frozen palaces | |
| From toxic loves in the Shanghaï hell | |
| Never do I tire of your travel | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| I'm in love, I'm in love with Gene TIERNEY's eye. |
| Swimming, swimming, swimming | |
| Looking for your ship, swimming | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy | |
| Laura, Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| Other side of the word | |
| Walking, walking, walking | |
| Looking for your smile, walking | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy | |
| Laura, Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| And the screen filled with cold blue eyes | |
| Where you take everything that' s yours | |
| From icy deserts to frozen palaces | |
| From toxic loves in the Shangha hell | |
| Never do I tire of your travel | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| I think of other places and skies | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| And your cold blue eyes | |
| On the screen, there' re your cold blue eyes, cold blue eyes | |
| Ellen, Laura, Poppy, Laura Poppy Gene TIERNEY | |
| And the screen filled with cold blue eyes | |
| And the screen with cold red lips | |
| From icy deserts to frozen palaces | |
| From toxic loves in the Shangha hell | |
| Never do I tire of your travel | |
| And then you close your lovely blue eyes | |
| I' m in love, I' m in love with Gene TIERNEY' s eye. |