She was sixteen, wore nothing fashionable,
she did not smile and didn't say "hello".
No one tried to get into her head anymore, and to understand
why is she rebelling, although she still knows so little.
She had a thousand thoughts in one moment
and not much time to do anything.
She would not know how to smile to make you see her
among so many others*... she's different too.
Don't think you'll meet her - she spends her time alone...
simply, she always goes to bed early.
She does not pretend to be somebody, she doesn't try,
she keeps listening to the same CDs, without getting bored.
...
She still doesn't smile, although so much time has passed.
She hasn't learned how to compromise,
everyone tries to get into her head and understand
how long can they wade and what's the point of it.
She still has a thousand thoughts in one moment
and not much time to do anything.
She would not know how to smile to make you see her
among so many others*... she's different too.
Don't think you'll meet her - she spends her time alone...
simply, she always goes to bed early.
She does not pretend to be somebody, she doesn't try,
she keeps listening to the same CDs, she's not getting bored.
No, no...