Iasnai

You watch Iasnai pace back and forth, muttering about things that could go wrong. You try to see if they need help, but they just frown at you and shake their head.

She was covered in leather and gold
Twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
It's unfair, she's out there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

Little Ms. Perfect
Sittin' at the train stop
Red Nike high tops
Listenin' to hip-hop
While we were waitin'
Started conversatin'
Before I got her name
Along came a train

Ooh
Next stop Brooklyn
Ooh
Now I'm looking

She was covered in leather and gold
Twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
It's unfair, she's out there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

On the street kickin' rocks
Circlin' the same block
Greenpoint to Flatbush
Checkin' every corner shop
Tappin' people's shoulders
Askin' if they know her
Every day's the same
It's back to the train

Ooh
Next stop Brooklyn
Ooh
I'm still lookin'

She was covered in leather and gold
Twenty-one years old
I lost her in the cold
It's unfair, she's out there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
She's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, I wonder, will we ever meet again?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ooh, I wonder, will we ever meet again?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, I wonder if we'll ever meet again
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I hope we do
Somewhere in Brooklyn