- cifra
Today, on the street
In the metro,
It's a melancholy day
No-one speaks
Passing you by
Wondering why
Today, like any day
Rolled out of bed
Talked on the telephone
Went to the doctor, she said
You're ok
Still i wonder
Who am i x 4
Today in the air
On the water
Ships pass you by
Clouds fantasize
Dragging shapes across the sky
Wondering why
Who am i x 4
Clarion crows for the courtsmans brigade
Centuries before on this very stage
Gypsies serenade, passed through dna
And so it found its way
[bridge]
Who am i x 4
Today on the street
In the metro,
It's a melancholy day
