I always meet you here
I observe you walk
I would like to chat a bit
but you don't look at me
I like you so much that
I'm unable to explain it,
I tend to smile at the thought
that you don't want to talk with me.
Ah... what are you?
Perhaps a wave so big that it wets me and doesn't hurt
Ah... perhaps you play hard to get.
I get a bit closer
and I try to joke a bit
with the words, sure I do know,
I'm not that skilful
And I see you smile,
perhaps it didn't turn out bad
how stupid I am, you're waving to the guy
behind my shoulders
Ah... what are you?
Perhaps a lightning, a summerstorm which stuns and doesn't hurt
Ah... perhaps you want to stay on your own
Ah... how I would like
not to imagine not to keep dreaming you any more
God, where are you?
Don't let me drown
The taxi is a bit late
Looks like it doesn't want to come any more
You stamp your feet due to the coldness which
leaves me breathless
But there it pops up,
I barely have time to
go back to my fantasy of waking up
laying on your heart
Ah... what are you?
You are a rock, a mountain that makes me daydream
Yes that I would like to bring me to the seaside
But no, he does not...
He doesn't look at me and he doesn't listen to me, meanwhile he gets up and I feel bad
Perhaps I should not... desire...