Crazy dances of lighting carousels; Everybody is ready to start.
Voices of people all around, but silence in her heart.
She got a question an obsession, a fire burning inside…
She wants an answer about love…
Will she ever meet that thing called love?
Sand and dust on the ground, somebody says “spirits are here around”.
An old mysterious woman is waiting there, behind the curtain painted in black.
“Looking in your crystal ball, fortune teller say what you know!”
“You want an answer about love,
to know if you will ever meet that thing called love”.
Nobody knows…. Oh destiny… We must be ready…
Nobody knows…. Oh destiny…
The only important thing is love.
The only answer about love is love.
Love, Love… Love.