Where Are the keys and tickets to take me home?

Where Are the keys and tickets to take me home?

The wealth of tears in a popular song,
Two a.m. anywhere,
A few happy couples hug the floor;
Redundant glasses spilling drink, stubs, ash,
Bedeck gaily coloured carpets to the door.

White waves of light
Ice cube my fumbling brain.
The beautiful girls depart,
Untouched,
Untouchable:
A good drink, no more.
O? sont les clefs et les billets
De me rentrer?