binteeji no denimu o haite kaaten o aketara sotto

amai rinen ni dakare kaaten o maku you na
Wrapped in curtains I still feel the morning sound
Don´t miss it, don´t diss it, I´ll be waiting get it count it or I must go crazy

Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there´s nothing near
Tired of saviours that are not real
In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away

biggu ben ni akari ga miete miagetara sore wa ookiku

tsutsumikonde kono machi mo atatakai
Big ben it´s gotta light so tenderly and this city is warm as it´s supposed to be
Listening to coldplay on the northern line

Don´t miss it, don´t diss it, I´ll be waiting get it count it or I must go crazy

Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there´s nothing near
Tired of saviours that are not real
In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away

tsumetai kaze ni　hokorimamire no
Oh silence, bring my soul up here, bring me up when there´s nothing near
Tired of saviours that are not real
In a way that you hold, way that you hold me away