What victory are you talking about
You mixed war with love
Get out of that darkness, out of your trench
You always assumed me the enemy
You want competition
I love it
Don't underestimate the power of women
I guess you have pride of man
Be miserable
Call me cocky if you want
If I'm not cherished, I always stay handed
I was like princesses at my father's house
I consider the shadow an insult to my freedom!