A wise old man said
Tomorrow glamour will still exist for you
The beautiful cities still await you
Waiting for you almost hand-to-hand

Wait for the stores to open here
Wait for the plane to leave
The birds don't run
From the storm before it arrival

I'm sure that your beauty will be your guide
Spring is beautiful by itself
You look more beautiful
When rain stains your make-up

A wise old man said
Take care
What hurts you, you should not look for
The words of madman may even sound bad
But some beautiful lips will make you cry too

So enjoy the night at the Champs-Elysée
But be sure to kneel on the Alisio's Field
Sometimes we have the best gifts in the world
But sometimes we get remiss hand

Do you really want something from this life?
To love and be loved all the time
True love can't be bought
As the birds as the dogs
Like a mother's feeling