I don't understand, today that I know who you are
how I once believed that you could love me.
That naive boy that you flattered
doesn't exist anymore, doesn't exists anymore,
I don't know why.
I desired you,
I don't know what it was
but it was not love.
You're not the one (you're not the one),
the one of my dreams (you're not the one),
the blue angel (you're not the one)
always smiling.
These sentences are certainly cruel
but I say them because you're crueler than me.
The words that I thought I was teaching you,
you already knew them, you were reciting them with me,
and now you're crying.
But, how you cry!
Like a little girl
who's lost her toy.
You're not the one (you're not the one),
the one of my dreams (you're not the one),
the blue angel (you're not the one)
always smiling.
You're not the one (you're not the one),
no, no, you're not the one, no, no (you're not the one)
you're not the one (you're not the one),
no, no, you're not the one, no, no ...