I know it's not of my age
But we are free
Lying along my page
You guide me
If we touched the clouds
From the tip of the mine
A little of your face
Which takes shape
I know it's not of my age
But I emphasize
The traits of your face
In Chinese ink
It's still flying, under your eyes so hard
It decorates itself, we make up and much more
And without being in love
It's always better in twos
I know it's not of my age
But I align myself
I paint on your face
And you make me up
Just a little coloring
Along your eyelashes
If you weren't so wise
I would make a daughter
It's still flying, under your eyes so hard
It decorates itself, we make up and much more
And without being in love
It's always better in twos