Young boy in the market follows all the men
When the men leave he's out of his head
When his eyes are closed again
He sees the dark market of above

And he sings
They break the most beautiful things
But I hear violins

When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

I look into your eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

Young boy in the market
Sees the girl alone and asks her
"Have you lost your way home?", she sings
"You say the most beautiful things, just like my violins"

I look into your eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

When I close my eyes
I am at the center of the sun
And I cannot be hurt
By anything this wicked world has done

'Cause I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins
I hear violins

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