A cinderella in waiting Late in the night CHORUS: She's a child of the city Dressed to thrill She's got all the right moves Child of the city, say you
Traduction: Triomphe. Enfant de la ville.
and catch a fire, join the triumph of the choir Citi Soleil, Citi Soleil, I love to say Citi Soleil Ooh child, I'll meet you child On the sunny side
like the madness of citi soleil?" Roll the bones and catch a fire Join the triumph of the choir Citi soleil, citi soleil I love to say citi soleil
t perfect, but we were working it out What was love, but an uncanny emotion to feel uncertain about Hurt, by her mouth Sticks and stones were child's
