My machine gun? the double bass that shoots you in the face, that shoots you in the face there? what I think about life, with the sound of your fingers you fight a battle, which takes us to the streets of people who know how to love.
In your eyes there is? a light that warms my mind, with the sound of fingers we fight a battle, which takes us to the streets of people who know how to love, who takes us to the streets of people who know how to love.
I sing for you
come and listen to me