A wise old man said...tomorrow
Glamour will still...exist for you
The beautiful cities still await you
waiting for you...almost hand-to-hand
Wait for the stores to open here
Wait for the plane to leave
The birds don´t run...from the storm before it arrival
I´m sure that your beauty will be your guide
Spring is beautiful by itself
You look more beautiful
When rain stains your make-up
A wise old man said... take care !
What hurts you...you should not look for
The words of madman may even sound bad
But some beautiful lips...will make you cry too
So enjoy the night at the Champs-Elysée
But be sure to kneel...on the Alisio´s Field
Sometimes we have the best...gifts in the world
But sometimes...we get...remiss hand...

Do you really want something from this life ?
To love and be loved...all the time...?
True love can´t be bought
As the birds...as the dogs
Like a mother´s feeling