Cisilia: 'Luftballon' sangtekst

Cisilia in your speakerYeah!Na na na na na na na naI know a girl, she’s kinda like mehas seen a bit too much, of those thingsBut she know’s the way homeThis girl, she holds her head highand the streets bad boys, They let her go because they nowHow much shit she’s inAll is good all is good all is good, You're getting thru it.So put your hands up

The good thing about tears, is they dry by them self

When you look at your life, air balloon

see’s it all from above, what's going on?when you never know, but still is hardon the top, on the top, on the top, on the top, on the topWhen you look at your life, from a air balloonstand on the roof of rundetårnso set your smile in the bank yo,for the day reality knocks your door.I'm just a girl, that don’t know good or badi see this boyi’m so in love with him, but we don't want the sameBecause his world is him and his crewog gangs all you doi don't think i sees, sees how real i really amNobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows what it must end withMaybe, that is what makes it so excitingThe good thing about tears, is they dry by them selfWhen you look at your life, air balloon