Who is Alice, I don’t know…
where is she I want to go,
who is Alice, will you show,
authors writing poems with her words
and the eyes that shine turn to rhymes,
who is Alice, she is always near
all I have is to reach and feel,
grab her hand, then walk and kneel…

Who is Alice dressed in blue
her heart is painted wide in you,
who is Alice dancing in the snow
she’ll open up your chest and see your soul,
and the wrong ways that you took
she may forgive if told the truth,
and all she asks is to love her back
to keep her in the arms she’s gave…

C’est qui la fille que je connais
Alice c’est qui, cette belle qui me voyait,
elle reste assisse sur son coté
au bord d’une rêve Alice souriait,
elle me retrouve à chaque fois sans me chercher
courir devant un train de fées,
Alice t’es où parmi des infinites pensées
t’es qui toi Alice, plus qu’une chère aimée?

Cine este Alice, oare o cunosc
cu aripile întinse între răsărit și apus,
și unde ești tu Alice oare am să știu
într-o seară fără de păcat vorbele ce scrii,
unde ești și unde am plecat
peregrini pe căile ce le-am uitat,
vino dragă Alice să pictăm cocori
printre inimi preschimbate-n nori….