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I know nothing about the world

Nothing but what I hear and see

Nothing but what I read

I don't know other countries

Even though I've been there

I don't know big cities

Except from books, except from TV

I don't know any other city

Than the city I live in

She sends me postcards from Madrid

And from Moscow comes a letter

With the loveliest stories

God, she's so sweet

Yesterday from Lisbon 'I miss you' and a kiss

Today from Prague a note

'Cause there's so much to do

And tomorrow, once the mailman finds my house again

She'll fill my heart up

With all the love from London

I know nothing about the world

Nothing but what I hear and see

Nothing but what I feel

I live from day to day

Without fear and without aim

I don't know distant countries

Except from my atlas

I dream them every night

But I only dream the countries

Where she once thought of me

Like a beautiful, grand faith

On the wall of my thoughts

A world map hangs waiting

Till she comes back

With her travels in my head

I plant flags in the earth

Same color, same worth

But she sends me postcards from Madrid

And from Moscow comes a letter

With the loveliest stories

God, she's so sweet

Yesterday from Lisbon 'I miss you' and a kiss

Today from Prague a note

'Cause there's so much to do

And tomorrow, once the mailman finds my house again

She'll fill my heart up

With all the love from London