In an Italian Swiss city,I am the head
Of a bride locked in a box until she was dead
from Orange in France,we are dry,dry,dry
We three are a bittersweet mix-hi!hi!hi!
Quite disturbed,I ended up in a California city
Where little champions sang how I was so pretty
I ended up in the same place,but started in a really high state,
I am the soft one amongst all of my mates.
At the head of a Cuban dance,preceded by a headless flight,
You'll see me when Dawn appears,for I am silver and white.
I'm hiding!Just a second-I've no idea! Okay,Hallo! Can you see?
Sounds like I'm the spirit of the tuba-that's me!
Anywhere else with us, you'll be cooled down quick
But here specifically, you'll find an extra kick.
Identify us all and find out what-and-where we all come together.