|
Listen, the clock from the tower, it strikes eight and the sun |
|
(?Driving in love?) to the hour and the day has begun |
|
Far from the shadows of night, gladly of serving the light |
|
All around the streaming of light from so bright |
|
Listen the clock from the tower, it strikes quarter to nine |
|
Due of some flowers like glittering diamonds to shine |
|
Warmth of a heavens were grey, no one remembers today |
|
Icicles formed of yesterdays tears melt away |
|
Listen, the clock from the tower, it strikes twelve (?let it seen?) |
|
And at the top of the mountain there is high noon |
|
Let's stay there for a while, giving each other a smile |
|
Time of life will (?undown?) like a morning I'll smile |
|
Lala, lala |
|
Lala, lala |
|
Lala, lala |
|
Hrhm, hrhm |
