There she comes,
Beautiful, beautiful…
Eyes as dark as night,
Her heart is so full of dreams…
And when she walks,
Everybody turns his heads
Because she gleams…

There she comes,
So full of ideologies,
Her mind is so complex,
She has so many questions inside,
But nobody can answer them
Or understand what she wants…

There she comes,
Beautiful as she has to be
But does anybody see
What is in her wild heart
And soul?
She flows…
So many things to take care.
But she goes nowhere.

There she comes,
And everybody stops
To have a look.
Her hands have so many books,
So culture-minded…
So worried about this and that…
So beautiful…

There she comes…
And she only forgets
Life when he hugs her
And says he will always
Be there.
And she wants to be
Chained forever to his
Soul because he is the
Only one truth she has
Ever known.

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