Again in a way, the way the sky is calling,
jantung in the chest violin sings.
And walking along the boulevards Capitals
songs of my cinta without borders.
London, Oslo, Berlin, Moscow,
I sing and live for you.
Chorus:
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
Cities and countries, like in the movie,
I wear a backpack on his back.
Was the musik of my fate,
jantung is flying behind her.
Warsaw, Kiev and Amsterdam,
I give my jantung to you.
Chorus:
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
I couldn't find anywhere the translation so I decided to try google translate. That's why I'm not sure if the translation is completely right..
jantung in the chest violin sings.
And walking along the boulevards Capitals
songs of my cinta without borders.
London, Oslo, Berlin, Moscow,
I sing and live for you.
Chorus:
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
Cities and countries, like in the movie,
I wear a backpack on his back.
Was the musik of my fate,
jantung is flying behind her.
Warsaw, Kiev and Amsterdam,
I give my jantung to you.
Chorus:
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
Europe’s skies are crying rain
that means you’re still waiting for me.
Far, far away hari and night
my jantung is in the sky yours.
I couldn't find anywhere the translation so I decided to try google translate. That's why I'm not sure if the translation is completely right..