Looking down from my room on the 57th floor The city in a whirlpool of light looks like Heaven I wonder what stage awaits? But I don't have any worries about it.
Cafe poets, looking for lost love in the stillness of the night I laugh quietly that everyone is a newcomer here.
Someday, I will dedicate a new song to you The times move quickly but I don't have any doubts. I believe. The smiling angel is mine alone.
I can't be a hypocrite who brandishes what sound like just arguments while lavishing others with flattery By placing love and freedom on a music sheet I shout to the the world
If all I ever do is lament then nothing will change. I'll turn the propeller of my heart and break through the rising clouds The smiling angel is by my side alone.
Someday, I will dedicate a new song to you The times move quickly but I don't have any doubts. I believe. The smiling angel is mine alone.
Looking down from my room on the 57th floor The city in a whirlpool of light looks like Heaven I wonder what stage awaits? But I don't have any worries about it.
Cafe poets, looking for lost love in the stillness of the night I laugh quietly that everyone is a newcomer here.
Someday, I will dedicate a new song to you The times move quickly but I don't have any doubts. I believe. The smiling angel is mine alone.
I can't be a hypocrite who brandishes what sound like just arguments while lavishing others with flattery By placing love and freedom on a music sheet I shout to the the world
If all I ever do is lament then nothing will change. I'll turn the propeller of my heart and break through the rising clouds The smiling angel is by my side alone.
Someday, I will dedicate a new song to you The times move quickly but I don't have any doubts. I believe. The smiling angel is mine alone.