I wake up in the morning
the sun is on my face
I feel a little strange
Like flying in open space

I hear somebody calling me
It seems to be my name
Oh Lord! I´m so tired
but I don´t feel the same

Flowers,The Wine, smell of her hair
I´m calling her, I´m calling her
but there´s nobody there

She´s my sweetest dream
that ends every morning
She´s my black angel
She doesn´t hear when I´m calling her
I´m calling her
I´m calling her