If I were prettier and a little smarter
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If I were special, if I were from a magazine
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I'd have the nerve to cross the car
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You sit in front and you don't even imagine
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That I'm wearing my prettiest skirt for you
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And on seeing you throw a yawn at the glass
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My pupils flood
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Suddenly you look at me, I look at you and you sigh
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I close my eyes, you look away
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I hardly breathe, I shrink
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And so the days go by from Monday to Friday
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Like the swallows from Bécquer's poem
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Facing each other, you and I, silence comes and goes
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Suddenly you look at me, I look at you and you sigh
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I close my eyes, you look away
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I hardly breathe, I shrink
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And then it happens, my lips awaken
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They utter your name stammering
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I guess that you think that I'm such a silly girl
And you come closer saying
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I still don't know you and I already missed you
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Each morning I turn down the express and choose this train
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And now we're arriving, my life's changed
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A special day, this eleventh of March
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I grow brave and I kiss you on the lips
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The last breath of my heart