The night has its scent and you can fall into it

I know a place in my heart

Where the wind always blows

 

There is nothing to understand, just sit back and listen

 

And I have to be careful not to fall into the wine

Or I will end up in your eyes if you come closer to me

 

Just like a butterfly you got up to escape

But remember that I could have nailed you to that wall

If I hadn't gone out to try flying too

 

And the night began to freeze my skin

One night mother trying to count her stars

And I was just a spit under them and I said "Olé" I'm lost

 

Lucio Dalla - Cara

 

 

taken at Midnight in Paris

Done