Again, in the same way
When I weak up, you aren't here
Maybe it's fear or maybe dream
I remind your naked body
I help myself to de-stress
Maybe it's fear or maybe dream
Slowly the wonderful Funny Hill like a shadow is getting closer
Slowly the wonderful Funny is getting closer
In the evening as if these sorrows
Nobody hears my call
Maybe it's fear or maybe dream
Sinking into sleep, still thinking like that
I'm afraid to look in your face
Maybe it's fear or maybe dream
Slowly the wonderful Funny Hill like a shadow is getting closer
Slowly the wonderful Funny is getting closer