You think you're just ageing, but, little girl, you grow old
Yet you play like a child with time

And the night in front, no noon behind, no places to hide
Between the old kworks and the sounds, no places to hide

Angel hair turns grey, despair
Where is your light?
Just undress, show all of you
Turn on the light and fight the gloom

You think you grow steady, but, little girl, you are wrong
Time is coughing behind you like an old man

You think you're ready to live in your world, it's too small there to fe
A damn thing from over here, too small to feel a damn thing

Angel hair turns grey, despair
Where is your light?
Just undress, show all of you
Turn on the light and fight the gloom

What's in an age, a lifetime, this night?
Where we keep record of the times that pass by?
All those fast faces, eyes, hands and love
Told me to smile and to hold what is yours
Ignore them around you, singing songs of the gold
Be proud of your rags, while they weep in the wind.

Angel hair turns grey, despair
Where is your light?
Just undress, show all of you
Turn on the light and fight the gloom