Lamp Lady - Sevdaliza

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun

Love is our destiny

All she had to confess

Is it the road of choice?

Is it our hand of chance?

Are we not meant to see

What is our cruelty?

Who decides what we are

When all we have is ourselves

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun

Love is our destiny

All she had to confess

Is it the road of choice?

Is it our hand of chance?

Are we not meant to see

What is our cruelty?

Who decides what we are

When all we have is ourselves

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun

Lamp lady selling tangerines, and

With the loving eyes of God

Drift back to the sun