We Have Too Much Imagination,
And If We Say A Lie, It -Ë—s A Missed Truth
That Sooner Or Later Will Happen
Changes The Wind But Us-Â…, No, Never
You Have To Know That It Is Difficult
To Explain Certain Bitter Days,
But, Oh ! Let Go, You Won-‘t Understand
Anyway You Can Find Us Always Here,
With Our White Nights And Dark Days
And We Won’t Even Get Tired When
We Will Tell You Another” It-‘s Ok
We Are Not Understood Because We Women.
We Are So, Softly Complicated,
More And More Emotional, Delicate,
But You Can Find Us Still Here
In The Tempestuous Evenings
Hand Us Some Roses Or Some New Thing
And We Will Still Tell You Another” It-‘s Ok
We Hide Our Pains And Though You Have Emptied Our Heart
From The Feelings We Always Have The Desire
To Understand Thos Who Don’t
Want To Utter A Word To Us Anymore