From a wrecked church
in a soap box
I have brought an angel
with a broken wings
he was full of dedication
I was nervous
So I gave in his palm
a bottle of parfume
¨
Then we watched the sky
observing birds
talking about the god
and playing at soldiers
I could not see in his face
He was trying to cover it
Maybe he envied birds
they can fly around
And so, please believe me
I want to ask him
to help a a guess
What is waiting for me
necessarily
What is waiting for me
necessarily
When he was telling me news
near bedroom window
I forged him wings
from a bullet shell
By this way I have lost my angel
he flew out of the window
Well, friend have promised me
to make a new one from my helmet
And so, please believe me
I want to ask him
to help a a guess
What is waiting for me
necessarily
What is waiting for me
necessarily