She’s the girl, the only girl, the one who likes her Sundays in the rain
Tuning in the radio to greet the morning headlines with champagnes

Thích lưu giữ những lá thư tay
Và vẫn xem những cuốn phim của thời xưa cũ
Háo hức khi nghe trên radio
Bài hát ai ai cũng nghe những năm sáu mươi

CHORUS
And in the end you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly,
When loving her is easy
And she’s shinning like a star

Sing it to the sun,
And to the rain,
And to the sky
No matter how or why you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly

Giống như bao nhiêu câu chuyện tình,
Tôi muốn mang em đi theo tận cùng thế giới
Nhưng biết xung quanh đây bao nhiêu người,
Cùng giấc mơ này với tôi

CHORUS
And in the end you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly,
When loving her is easy
And she’s shinning like a star
Sing it to the sun,
And to the rain,
And to the sky
No matter how or why you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly
So, she’s the girl, the only girl, the girl who hangs a bell out the tides
I kiss her in the morning sun,
I hold her while the wolf moon rides.
CHORUS
And in the end, you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly,
When loving her is easy
And she’s shinning like a star
Sing it to the sun,
And to the rain,
And to the sky
No matter how or why you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly
You gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly
When loving her is easy
And she’s shinning like a star
Sing it to the sun,
And to the rain,
And to the sky
No matter how or why you gotta walk,
You gotta run,
You gotta fly