Pera matura [English translation]

This is the story of a girl

who passes me by and only looks at my friends.

It is as if I do not exist for her—

but I am convinced that she is just pretending—

and, in the end, she will fall

like a ripe pear ...

But look a bit at this strange girl.

She looks at all of my friends—

but she does not even see that I exist.

And she even pretends not to see me.

But she does not know, she does not know, she does not know,

she does not know that—oh, she makes me suffer!

I am convinced that she is just pretending—

she does it on purpose just to make me wait.

But now I sneak a look at Luisa—

And then I can see just what she is up to.

Yes look a bit, look a bit,

look a bit, look a bit—

Ah, I make her suffer!

Guys do not look as good when seen among friends—

that is now clear to me.

But I also believe that the system works—

because now she wants to kiss me!

But look a bit and it is not so very strange—

she just wanted to play chic.

No, she did not want to seem mature

like a pear ready to fall down from the tree.

But now I know, now I know, now I know

Now I know that—oh, she wants love!

Guys do not look as good when seen among friends—

that is now clear to me.

But I also believe that the system works—

because now she wants to kiss me!

But look a bit and it is not so very strange—

she just wanted to play chic.

No, she did not want to seem mature

like a pear ready to fall down from the tree.

But now I know, now I know, now I know

Now I know that—oh, she wants love!

But now I know, now I know, now I know

Now I know that—oh, she wants love!