I'm wandering through the abandoned squares of hearts
And I stop to my own shop windows of dreams
Unwillingly, I freak out from the forgotten words
Hide under the yellow velvet covers
I look and wonder through neons
How expensive can be such a joy
If heart doesn't forbid it
And tell me that
Behind that glass is that
Everything seems different
So excessively white
Like a sweet honey
And hurts from nothing
You are like from the clouds
Covered with silk
Somewhere under the stardust
Between the forgotten words
I stand in front of the shop windows
Filled with light
You are between neons
Filled with joy
I look and wonder
Ho can I pay
How expensive can be such a joy
If heart doesn't forbid it.