I know nothing beyond thinking
of boys
They know how to say
beautiful things
And when I sing them
My song
They look at me
astonished, surprised
They take me in hand
in a trembling hand
and their loving eyes
look tenderly in mine
They are very
curious sometimes
When I lean my face sweetly
toward them
They just drown
They lose their language
They are very
shy sometimes
But the one I love
is not like that
He doesn't laugh, doesn't speak
The one I love is not like that
They act like idiots
when I want to laugh
and fall to my knees
whenever I sigh
They are very
kind to me
But the one I love
Is not like that
He doesn't laugh, doesn't speak
The one I love is not like that
Because the one I love
doesn't love me
because the one I love
doesn't love me
Because the one I love
doesn't love me