There is something in the sparkle of your blonde head
that brings a tingle to my heart
and when I look at you it starts beating wildly
as between us there is something, which is unsaid
and if I want to talk my throat gets a knob
and I do not know what to say
but a shudder, a tremble goes through my body
and maybe you and I would want to have it different
but wherever I find myself
you do follow step after step.
You are pretty, more lovely than beautiful
and it's as if you are following me like my own shadow.
My golden eye darling, my most beautiful girl
I see your blonde hair fluttering in the wind.
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