Nino Ferrer
FALLEN ANGELS


Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city
What a way to come down

Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
Nobody loves them
Now they're on the ground.

They've only tried to reach the sun
To find out where it all begun
Their heads got turned, their wings got burnt,
And now they're lying on the ground.

Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city
What a way to come down

They've only tried to reach the sun
To find out where it all begun
Their heads got turned, their wings got burnt,
And now they're lying on the ground.

Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city
What a way to come down

Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city
What a way to come down

Fallen angels
Fallen on the highways
On the streets of the city
What a way to come down

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