Moscow in springtime,a scent of hope is in the air.
  Her talent and passion , could take her everywhere.
  Did you feel like a boy ?
  When you shared the same space.
  Did you see Mona Lisa ?
  When her hair framed her face.
  And did you always want to be the one ?
  Who gave her inspiration and strength to move on.
  As she was drawing perfect circles.....on the ice.
  
  Paris in summertime , she was playing by your side.
  You where neglecting your ego , for the dreams she could confide.
  Did you lie awake at night?
  Afraid to sleep and find a dream.
  Were there tears in your eyes?
  When jealousy produced a scheme.
  And did you always want to be the one ?
  Who gave her inspiration and strength to move on.
  As she was drawing perfect circles
  As she was drawing perfect circles
  As she was drawing perfect circles.....on the ice.
  
  I saw teenage prostitutes with the diplomats they pleased.
  Selling our future,spreading the disease.
  DON´T LET ME DOWN.
  Please don't let me down.
  
  I saw polynesian french fries , glowing in the dark
  while the mastermind neglects to cover his face.
  I see tomorrow become yesterdays DISGRACE