Is there anyone in this wonderful world, able to tune in?
In this babel of breath, never
who would meet the bass and the piano ...
you touch, look, and a continuous
does not tighten the melody.
This is a piece of a woman.
That's a piece of a man.
"Help me ... I'm the prisoner, will not you hear my plea
I need somebody, yeah, to listen to me ...
Cause I need somebody, Lord knows, to listen to me ... "
