City Flowers - Lyrics - Machiavel

They grow everywhere in the city Like weeds in a daisy field They grow everyday in the city They’re all around you They are encercling you Just like a prey, day after day Their silhouette deforms the skyline Keeping the sun from shining The sunbeams edge right and left in search of the way And finally finish their life as giant shadows Shadows of concrete Shadows of sadness I don’t wanna see all these shadows Twenty years of my life are gone And since I’ve been here I’m looking through the window of my room In search of the sun, of the moon, of a hill of a river, of a glade But all around me there is only Odour of concrete Colour of sadness The city flowers are in power Odour of concrete Colour of sadness I don’t wanna see all these towers around me Walking all alone in a long long a long white corridor So alone on this floor I hear people cry in the flat number 9 I hear people laugh in the flat numbert 6 Walking all alone in a long long long white corridor So alone on this floor I hear people cry in the flat number 9 I hear people laugh in the flat number 6 Walking all alone in a long long long white corridor So alone on this floor I hear words of love I hear words of hate I hear daily words Going down in a dark narrow lift So alone in that lift I hear people cry on the floor number 5 I hear people laugh on the floor number 4 I hear words of love I hear words of hate I hear daily words On the floor numbert 3 number 2 number 1 Now I’m out I’m free