Mica Egoistă

So what if the wind doesn't stop when I fall,
So what if the grass is all wet?
My heart will keep pounding,
I still got my soul.
And I shall rise again, hold your bet.
When shadows will burst,
When light strikes again,
I will be there waiting my flight.
How could they belive, and what a mistake,
That I would leave without a "Goodbye!"?
So take off your hand, just turn your back
Now look again, lovely you,
Is that really me, or is it a dream,
Or maybe is just deja-vu.
No, stop now, you see, you don't need to rush,
Just stay and enjoy the show.
I'm sure you have dreamed it,
I'm counting on that,
But baby, for god's sake...just hush.