I don't care if she doesn't look at me,
say anything and don't even know I exist
and who I am, since I really know who she is
I become happy just seeing her passing
Yeah! there she comes
I'm keeping track of her
The night's beautiful and she's more
All in pink
More beautiful, sweeter
Than a rose
Yeah! there she comes
I'm keeping track of her
I don't care if they say what they think
Because even don't knowing, she's my joy
She has a flower parfum whose name I don't know
But she might have a beautiful name like it
Yeah! there she comes
I'm keeping track of her