She only caresses me
And then look fiercely to me
Her house is blue and green
With many big houses around
People beg on her secrets, see?
Listen to me, don't you touch her hair!
Is it made of clouds or of steel wool?
Do they dare or are they yours?
Does this doll comes with instructions?
But she lives on the window
With her cat and a mystery
She draws some scratches on her notebook
She sees some handsome man for the future?
What is she watching on that television made of wood?
She travels studying what's around her
On her strawberry scented dress?
On the persistence of her imagination
Poor heart
Poor heart, tum tum tum tum
Démarrer démarrer
Does this doll comes with instructions?
Men hate her
While women love her
Where this guy passes, women cry
They all talk about him, it's his treasure
Where this guy passes, women cry
For him they starve and the beauty is eaten
Where this guy passes, women cry
Maybe he is a bull that loves the color red
Where this guy passes, women cry
The nice and its ungratitude
Poor heart
Poor heart, tum tum tum tum
Démarrer deci
Jandira, go there... Just to see
If this doll comes with instructions