Passengers ft. Luciano Pavarotti - Miss Sarajevo Lyrics

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?
A time for curling hair?
Is there a time for high street shopping?
To find the right dress to wear?

Here she comes, oh oh
Heads turn around
Here she comes
To take her crown

Is there a time to run for cover?
A time for kiss and tell?
Is there a time for different colors?
Different names you find it hard to spell
Is there a time for first communion?
A time for East Seventeen?
Is there a time to turn to Mecca?
Is there time to be a beauty queen?

Here she come, oh oh
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 fiume
Come fiume
L'amore giungerà
L'amore
E non so più pregare
E nell'amore non so più sperare
E quell'amore non so più aspettare

(Is there a time) for tying ribbons?
(A time) for Christmas trees?
(Is there a time) for laying tables?
And the night is set to freeze?