Mon Cadeau
Elsa
My Gift
New York City in photos
A white flag on the flags
A sense of humor
A few notes from a piano always
This is my prayer for the times to come
This is my pagan prayer
May God always protect my parents, my friends
And may he give me, if possible
The desire to live even more strongly
In the grayness of the cities
Let's agree
I'm not asking for much
Neither money nor a bouquet of roses
I just want to keep for myself
New York City in photos
A white flag on the flags
A sense of humor
A few notes from a piano
An Italian sky high above
A little perfume on the skin
And a lot of love
This is my gift
I'm afraid of the world and the times to come
I'm afraid to say I love you
May God protect my heart from easy crushes
And may he give me, if possible
The strength to always be me
In Fragile moments
Where I won't know
I'm not asking for much
Neither money nor a bouquet of roses
I just want to keep for myself
New York City in a photo
A white flag on the flags
A sense of humor
A few notes from a piano
An Italian sky high above
A little perfume on the skin
And a lot of love
Which I give you as a gift
Which I give you as a gift, a gift
New York City in a photo
A white flag on the flags
A sense of humor
A few notes from a piano
An Italian sky high above
A little perfume on the skin
And a lot of love
Which I give you as a gift, a gift
