MISS SARAJEVO (U2 & Luciano Pavarotti)

     Is there a time for keeping your distance
     A time to turn your eyes away
     Is there a time for keeping your head down
     For getting on with your day
     Is there a time for kohl and lipstick
     A time for cutting hair
     Is there a time for high street shopping
     To find the right dress to wear

     Here she comes
     Heads turn around
     Here she comes
     To take her crown

     Is there a time to run for cover
     A time for kiss and tell
     Is there a time for different colors
     Different names, you find them hard to spell
     Is there a time for first communion
     A time for East 17
     Is there a time to turn to Mecca
     Is there a time to be a beauty queen

     Here she comes
     Beauty plays the clown
     Here she comes
     Surreal in her crown

     Dici che il fiume, trova la via al mare
     Che come il fiume, giungerai a me
     Oltre i confini, e le terre assefare
     Dici che como il fiume, como fiume
     L’amore giungerai, l’amore
     E non so piu pregare
     E nell’amore non so piu sperare
     E que l’amore, non so piu aspettare

     Is there a time for tying ribbons
     A time for Christmas trees
     Is there a time for laying tables
     When the night is set to freeze


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