I bit my blouse, I suffered so
I count upon that
No one saw me, no one picked me up
How the birds sang!
And the day when they came to you
Was wonderful
To tell you to pick it up
He comes in contact with an obstacle
Oh, if you only knew
Now, no one can get out of the barricade
He came in contact with an obstacle
Because I wanted you before
How happy I am
I don't want you
How happy I am
Because I wanted you before
Heart-breaking, her torn blouse disclosed
I suffered so, I suffered so
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