In the middle of the crowd
on a Sunday afternoon
In the middle of the crowd
I admit it is him
In the middle of the crowd
of these people who smile at me
of all my enemies
I admit it is him
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
In the middle of the crowd
On a Sunday afternoon
I feel nervous, not cool
I admit it's him
In the middle of the crowd
The strangers of my life
I would like him to understand
Let him take me far from here
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
If he can wait for me, if he can wait for me
If he can reach me, let him come to me
If he can understand, if he can hear me
and joins me let him come to me
let him come to me
In the middle of a crowd
that he is taking may from from here
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile
How to tell him, how to tell him
How to make him understand with a smile