Every night you have to drive your taxi and wish
But on Christmas night, who would come to you to say Merry Christmas?
Every few seconds you have to hello to someone over the phone
When you catch a cold, who would ask about you?
The showcase of dreams along the way, who would shine for their manual work?
You attend there before dawn but who would award you a medal of honour and admire your dream?
Every night you stand for the whole night, why wouldn't you feel hungry?
You have served all kinds of delicacy, but who would offer you a seat?
You carries tons of luxurious waste
To the dumper station, benefiting the people
But who would send you perfume as gift?
The showcase of dreams along the way, who would shine for their manual work?
You attend there before dawn but who would award you a medal of honour? Who would be clapping?
I want to put a pair of wings on the little gift from the angel
And fly around in the sky of the night to accompany you to see the lights in the city
I want to kiss you on the forehead with these lips like kissing on an elegant statue
Who would know this great personage? The neon light shines brighter for him
Who would come to admire?
I want to put a pair of wings on the little gift from the angel
And fly around in the sky of the night to accompany you to see the lights in the city
I want to kiss you on the forehead with these lips like kissing on an elegant statue
Who would know this great personage? The neon light shines brighter for him
Who would come to admire?
I want to lay the warmth of my hands on your shoulder
I want to swirl the clapping sound around your halo
If you go silent, then let the angels sing in chorus