Through my window
I see most of my life through my window pane.
The shady roads,
An empty way,
A silent day,
In a simple way.
I see most of my life through my window pane.

The dazzling light,
It’s New York night,
Full of vibes,
Faces carrying smiles and tears.
Gloomy moon,
With no stars left,
The honking horns,...