Luciano Pavarotti ft. Passengers ft. U2 - Miss Sarajevo

Is there a time for keeping your distance A time to turn your eyes away. Is there a time for keeping your head down For getting on with your day. Is there a time for kohl and lipstick Is there time for cutting hair Is there a time for high street shopping To find the right dress to wear. Here she comes, heads turn around Here she comes, to take her crown. Is there a time to run for cover A time for kiss and tell. A time for different colours Different names you find hard to spell. Is there a time for first communion A time for East 17 Is there time to turn to Mecca Is there time to be a beauty queen. Here she comes, beauty plays the clown Here she comes, surreal in her crown. Dici che il fiume Trova la via al mare E come il fiume Giungerai a me Oltre i confini E le terre assetate Dici che come il fiume Come il fiume... L'amore giunger L'amore... E non so pi pregare E nell'amore non so pi sperare E quell'amore non so pi aspettare Is there a time for tying ribbons A time for Christmas trees. Is there a time for laying tables When the night is set to freeze.