Listen the clock from the tower, it strikes ?? at the sun,
driving in??? of the hour, the day has began,
far from the shadows of night, gladly of serving the light,
??? of the stream, the ?? from so bright.
Listen the clock from the tower, it strikes quarter to nine,
due of some flowers like glittering diamonds to shine,
warms of a heavens were grey, no one remembers today,
bycicles formed of yesterdays tears ride away.
Listen the clock from the tower, it strikes twelve let it seen,
and at the top of the mountain there is high noon,
let's stay there for a while, giving each other a smile,
time of life will undown, like a morning i'll spy.