Do I really have to tell
where I was three days before April ninth...

Shades of Red
Like the colour of traffic lights...

They say what I do is a dream,
an ideal world I live in, it seems...

The rose wilted the night before you returned
from the depths of the ocean...

Our meeting for me was chance,
while the world wrapped itself in the soft cheer...

Time slipped slowly
and all too rapidly until none was left...

another song i sing for you
in the middle of this night...

i was nervous,
i don't know whether you sensed it...

The lights are mellow and light,
I'm beginning to see you at night...

High on your flirty lines,
I evaporate myself in sighs...

Shades of pink and clouds mark the sky.
Come here and take my breath away...

tyres screech down the road,
i know...