Fast like the wind
I ran towards you.
The street still the same
you would disappear before my eyes.
But what use is it to fly,
always flying,
when love
no longer awaits you.
I saw you in the mirror,
you were beautiful as then.
You resembled a queen
of the night and of the dawn.
But what use is it to fly,
always flying,
when love
no longer awaits you.
But deep within every man
there's always the hope,
for this I ran
like the wind towards you.
I wanted to believe
in a miracle, who knows?
I wanted to believe
in a miracle, but.
But what use is it to fly,
always flying,
when love
no longer awaits you.
I would slowly return
after having seen you.
The street upon returning
was as long as ever.
But what use is it to fly,
always flying,
so much my love
no longer wants me.
If fast like the wind
I ran towards you.
Crying like a child
I was returning back home.
But what use is it to fly,
Always flying,
When love
No longer awaits me.
What use is it to fly!
What use is it to fly!