I was born in '49,
   in a family of four.
   Father had his own band
   just after the war.
  
   My brother and I had a radio
   and every night we'd share,
   waves from Luxembourg
   that came though the air.
  
   Days were full of music
   and nights were the same.
   And though the songs are different now
   some things never change...
  
   I can't explain the way I feel.
   Why, event to this day,
   I steel love the sound of that red guitar.
   It takes my breath away
   and goes straight...
   to my heart.
   Straight to my heart.
   Straight to my heart