One girl draws flowers
On jeans' legs
And always falls in love with long-haired boys
The other misses so much
And she carries tears on her hands
And they travel away
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest and the most important hearts
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest
One found a dead hedgehog from her closet
It was buried on the backyard under a rock
Mould and grass got stuck on wool socks
When beside the grave they cried
They went away
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest and the most important hearts
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest
And they travel
And they travel, at night by a train
And they fall asleep against a window
And they travel, at night by themselves
And no one is there to welcome them
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest and the most important hearts
Two of the world's most beautiful, two of the world's most fragile
Two of the world's smallest