Finche ci spinge il vento dentro alle gallerie noi ci affanniamo dietro al suono che ci guida quando ti ho visto gli occhi e il tuo sorriso speciale sentivo
Finche ci spinge il vento dentro alle gallerie noi ci affanniamo dietro al suono che ci guida quando ti ho visto gli occhi e il tuo sorriso speciale
She's got the looks from picture books Well, just a smile that's all it took I wanna know why you do this What you do to me, yeah She's got the walk
There was a field in my old town Where we always played hand in hand The wind was gently touching the grass We were so young so fearless Then I dreamt
There was a field in my old town Where we always played hand in hand The wind was gently touching the grass We were so young, so fearless Then I dreamt
Translation: Steering wheel. One Good Lover.
She's got the looks from picture books Well just a smile that's all it took I wanna know why you do this, what you do to me, yeah She's got the walk
