Beautiful city, clamour, music,
streets with no end, fleeting glances...
The sun falls gold on strewn hands
mountains and house frames like oceans stretching out
You shall be mine before night falls,
before the faint lights cast their nets
you shall be mine
You shall be mine before night falls,
before the faint lights cast their nets
you shall be mine
Night has fallen, the windows are shut
the night has fallen, the streets are no more...
