Up high on the twelfth floor of the year
Lives a crazy woman named Hope
And she thinks that when all the horns
All the drums
All the reco-recos play:
– Oh, delightful flight!
She will be found miraculously unharmed on the sidewalk – a child again
And the people around her will ask:
– What is your name, little girl with green eyes?
And she will tell them
(It is necessary to tell them everything again)
She will tell them very loudly, so that they do not forget:
– My name is HOPE …
