When angels and
devils meet
something will be born
first they observe and examine
each other a little
the same way you're examining me
and they don't uncover
while they talk
they always bluff a little
but they betray you
the eyes you have
when they meet
my eyes
Who knows... who knows
whether it's hell or heaven
the one awaiting us
who knows... who knows
which of us two will uncover
sailing in the ambiguity
maybe we already belong together
who knows... who knows... who knows
I know impossible
stories exist
but never like this one...
angels and devils
play a little
because they know they can't
and they hit
and wound each other
to harass each other a little
but the eyes you have
are tender
when they meet my eyes
sailing in the ambiguity
maybe we already belong together
who knows... who knows... who knows