Billie, cante pra mim

Give me some

Give me luck

Give me a smile

Take me peace

Take me sorrow

Live me alone,

You may love

alone too

I could whisper

a few words

But the impossible dream

Yet is

indeed impossible

Give a glove

My hand is cold

And soul

Is so hot

That I forget it

In those days

Noise days

Without any

Scream or

Human sounds