Two freckles on the face,
your golden tresses hanging loose about you,
red cheeks and upward nose,
a tight sweater, you
seem to have come out of a Walt Disney fairy tale.
But the mirror tells you,
beautiful as an open flower and you know it
that the boys you want
have no escape and after a while
you take them, you make them fall in love and then you discard them.
Oh Snow White,
you're like a bee among the flowers.
Oh Snow White,
you don't stop there but gently touch them.
I know that you now swear it to me
that this will be the last time
but your heart does not hear you and leaves,
with a new love it will go.
In your face is hidden
the desire to grow up faster always more.
You invent the most unthought of excuses
to go and make love
and your school books you leave them to another girl.
Oh Snow White,
you're like a bee among the flowers.
Oh Snow White,
you don't stop there but you gently touch them.
You know that
what you steal from us is worth a lot,
be careful that it doesn't also happen to you
one day or another.
Oh Snow White,
you're like a bee among the flowers.
Oh Snow White,
you don't stop there but you gently touch them.
You know that
what you steal from us is worth a lot,
be careful that it doesn't also happen to you
one day or another.
Oh Snow White,
you're like a bee among the flowers.
Oh Snow White,
you don't stop there but you gently touch them.