Night was gazing at this girl without hiding eyes,
Very grey was coat with a scarf too old and plain.
This September is too strange and full of leaves. They fly,
Such a cold weather. Maybe let her walk her way.
She was visualizing falling down from the bridge,
How ambulance comes and doctors look at her and then…
Then her thinking changed for she will live a hundred years,
She has lots of reasons, she has thousands of them
She was just a girl who dreamed to be once happy…
She was just a girl who dreamed to be once happy… happy…
Yes, of course, she need and have so many things to say,
Here is a case for this, pigeons sitting on a roof.
Only a tear glistens on her cheek betraying.
Tears are a weakness, they can be forgiven too
Night was gazing at this girl without hiding eyes,
Very grey was coat with a scarf too old and plain.
This September is too strange and full of leaves. They fly,
Such a cold weather. Maybe let her walk her way.
She was just a girl who dreamed to be once happy…
She was just a girl who dreamed to be once happy… happy…