Oh,
my dear Paris...
Oh,
my dear love...
You seems so far away...
My Tookeen is fine now... He can jump, he can run and he can smile. Since that night, it seems that we were so close now. He knows me and I know he remember my eyes now. He is mine.
| Look at that beautiful ceiling |
| and dream that you were here. |
| Let your soul free with them; fly! |
| Can you see it now? |
| Look at that beautiful ceiling |
| and dream that you were here. |
| Let your soul free with them; fly! |
| Can you see it now? |