Yes, she was beautiful
Yes, she was very beautiful
Like a rose, like a star
Like a said leaf on spring
Yes, she was beautiful
Yes, she was very beautiful
And she was proud
Like a mother-in-law
And she faked to me a love she never really meant
And she just wanted to feel flattered and hear that she was beautiful
Beautiful, unbearably beautiful
Bearably beautiful, beautiful
Beautiful, unbearably beautiful
Bearably beautiful, beautiful
Yes, she was beautiful
Yes, she was very beautiful
But empty, but so cold
That when hugging her I thought I was hugging a stone
Yes, she was beautiful
Yes, she was very beautiful
For looking at her, for adoring her
For looking after her like taking care of the tenderest thing
For saying that one keeps a beautiful thing
Beautiful, unbearably beautiful, beautiful, beautiful...
Bearably beautiful, beautiful