Tel Aviv
Astrid Kljun
Sit on a doubt
And on a risk
And all the plans
We haven't made yet
Sit on my mouth
And all my sins
And all the things
We keep forgetting
We fly, up high
Away from sorrow
We fly, up high
Away from pain
We land in Tel Aviv
Taste the spice
The taste of people so nice
Open hearts
Open smiles
They take me back
To child times
Where everything was so sincere
People laughing loud and clear
Can't you feel the warmth of sun
Growing inside of us all
In Tel Aviv
In Tel Aviv
In Tel Aviv
We land in Tel Aviv
How?
We land in Tel Aviv
We land in Tel Aviv
How?
We land in Tel Aviv
But it's so different
