That trumpet

There's a trumpet player in the street,
and she is watching it.
She threw a coin into the hat,
that's how they met.
He played her a new song.

She was dancing to the sound,
and he was laughing with her.
And she touched the trumpet,
the deep voice of the trumpet was penetrating her soul,
she losed control.
The trumpet made her his.

He made magic with his trumpet,
the trumpet made her his.
the trumpet made her his.

And he suggested her to stay,
she didn't even had to say.
They were talking all the night,
till they saw the light,
of the sun in its rise.

She was dancing to the sound,
and he was laughing with her.
And she touched the trumpet,
the deep voice of the trumpet was penetrating her soul,
she losed control.
The trumpet made her his.

She was dancing to the sound,
and he was laughing with her.
And she touched the trumpet,
the deep voice of the trumpet was penetrating her soul,
she losed control.
The trumpet made her his.

That trumpet made her his.
That trumpet made her his.
That trumpet made her his.