Good

Sometimes when I lean against the window
I look down people
Tired, worried
Heads bowed

She quietly hides her tears
He’s all on the ground
I would give anything to start
Sparks in the eyes

I would,
If I were to become a villa for one day,
Good luck to him
Love her
To whom only a smile

No one is crying anymore
No more worries
The smiling sun is shining
To all people

Let it strike, let it be heard
Loud from the sky
Let it sing, let it resonate
The song is a miracle ..

Good window through the window
He looks down at the people
I would help if I knew
Find the key to all worries.

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