Satine
The "Sparkling Diamond" they called me
At the Moulin Rouge. Every night,
A blur of singing and faces.
Until that one,
A beginning to an end,
But also a new start.
My illness started to take me over.
First, I would cough up blood,
Then, the fainting started.
I didn't know I was dying.
I understand why you didn't tell me though, Zidler.
I probably wouldn't have told me either.
Christian, you were my new start.
You brought out a new, happier me.
I have only one regret when it comes to us.
And that's that we didn't have enough time
To be together and have a future.
You made me realize, however,
That even though I sang about it every night,
Diamonds aren't always a girl's best friend.
