Who is going to give her a little bit of happiness?
Who is going to drink her tears?
Who will be?
Where does the cold that fills her soul come from?
And the guardian angel?
Where is he?
Poor rich girl
She feels more lonely than a shipwrecked at sea
Poor rich girl
In her golden cage life is so bitter
She is seen crying
For the joy she can't buy
Total sadness
There is no doctor that can cure this illness
Where does the cold that fills her soul come from?
Who has stolen her desire to dream?