Testo Paradise

Paradise A young boy is crying His mother is dead No wind is blowing Silence all over the world He feels like a tree without route Every night he sits on his window And looks Above to the stars Where his mother could be Somewhere there's a paradise Where you can be free - smiling at me Somewhere there is a paradise Where you can be free - together, honey Now he is a man Hating his life Searching for luck Riding big horses deep inside He feels like a tree without route Every night he sits on his window And looks Above to the stars Where his mother could be Somewhere there's a ...