Lyrics

You want me, you call me To play... to be... Collection? Election? Or jealousy? We are so nice together... so tenderly... But you're so true when you are free... dear That's my opinion: the world is mad On the Grand Canyon Sky's turning red Another country, other places... A plane is racing in the spaces... But my opinion, my gentle thrill Is not important... What a spinning wheel! Another feeling to play... to be... Wild as that deep blue sea! … You want me To play or to be… But you call me, dear...