heels

I went outside after six without a goal to Walk along the boulevards. And I hear the sound of high heels on The gray dry sidewalks. The sound of high heels, the sound of high Heels, the sound of high heels on the asphalt. In the evening I'm walking home, And I hear the sound of a flute and A harp. The heels are knocking like a heart is knocking And light summer dresses. All memory of the past they stir up like A hot languor embrace. Girls like birds are rushing away, Putting on their summer dresses. And boat shoes they carry, spring wind In the embrace. The heels are tapping, the heels are tapping, The boat shoes they're tapping on the asphalt. In the evening I'm walking home. And I can hear the flute and the harp. The heels are tapping like my heart is beating And the light summer dresses. They bring back memories of the past like the Embrace of a hot summer night. They're gonna dance, they're going to the movies, And they're just going for a walk. They're in a hurry like the crazy. And the guys are rushing to meet the girls And the police officers are watching them. Heels click, heels click, heels click On the asphalt. In the evening I'm walking home, And I hear the flute.