the wonders of this century
and of the one that past
they make our lives so real fucked up
the make us live to fast
we have become reliable
we live our life pure technic
I want back to the antique
antique will never fail
so abandon sms an mobile phones
let's go back to pigeons with mail
than we won't send a cd for love
but bring an oldtime serenade
me down, and her on the balcony above
so live just like in the old days
with a true love confession
that truly will make sense
full of pureness and passion