Ella

She walks alone and says: sweet home
Her bed will shelter, her heart and her dreams
Uoo uoo oo oo
Uoo uoo oo oo

At night,
She sails in her loneliness
Drawing the most beautiful world
Maybe the most real...
She lives in the city
On the 6th floor "B"
Her memories are history
And now
She would like to feel looks of love
Words that say nothing and make you laugh
Laugh until you die
Talking without conversing
Reaching the end
Looking for a world
Behind the world
Uoo uoo oo oo
Uoo uoo oo oo

At night
She sails in her loneliness
Drawing the world
The most beautiful world
She gets lost until she flies...
There's a man who's not here
He left behind
And maybe crossed the sea
Looking then, for what men pursue
Eternally
That sweet freedom! Walking and not stopping,
Reaching the end!
Looking for the world, the most beautiful world
Maybe the most real
Looking for the world, the most beautiful world
Maybe the most real
And missing his eyes and seeing them again
To then continue!