Angela
Angela enters her room made of guilt
And
Speaks to herself as if she was a man
The rest around is makin' too much noise
Too much noise
Too much noise
I got a window just in front of me
Without a motion a can see
Their flaming hills
Falling in love is takin' too much time
Too much time
And too much noise too much noise
Autor(es): Manuele Agnelli
