If it's not the wind of change
Blowing some air onto my wings
It's not just a draft I'm waiting for
To take off up to the sky
I need a small, urgent breeze
To give me altitude
And while gliding, savor
But yeah, you can't make that up
With no cloud, no heartbeat
If it's not the wind of pleasure
Coming to fight my weightlessness
I won't let a bad zephyr
Push me straight toward a lure
Because if love isn't in the air
I'd rather stay on earth
Because if love isn't in the air
I'd rather stay on earth
And if I believe my ant friends
In their far-off idea of the skies
Predicting me a paradise life
Never alone again, surrounded by colleagues
And very friendly sisters
I could surely find a way
But yeah, you can't make that up
With no cloud, no heartbeat
If it's not the wind of pleasure
Coming to fight my weightlessness
I won't let a bad zephyr
Push me straight toward a lure
Because if love isn't on earth
I'd rather take to the air again
Because if love isn't on earth
I'd rather take to the air again
If it's not the wind of change
Blowing some air onto my wings
It's not just a draft I'm waiting for
To take off up to the sky
I search in vain for attraction
Earthly or, if needed, lunar
That'll make me take a stand
For the extra being, the ordinary one
If love isn't in the air
I'd rather stay on earth
But if love isn't on earth
I'd rather take to the air again
If love isn't in the air
I'd rather stay on earth
If love isn't on earth