Give me, give me, give me, give me,
One more drop of beauty.
Let me, let me be your girl again.
Give me, give me one more drop of beauty.
Let me, let me be your girl, your girl, your girl, your girl, your girl, your...
Back in those years, when I was a tender child,
I met the most amazing inficinity*.
You're the only God worth praying for,
Made me a sinner, begging for more.
They all said, you and me,
won't last, that it was just a one-night thing.
When it seems that they were right,
At my finger, you put a ring.
I got a lover, named Fame.
(No! No!...
Just one, one more time.
Beautiful, beautiful gift.
Ahh, one more shot.)
Talent and beauty are pure oxygen.
Being famous flows in my veins.
I'm glass* paper or set in stone.
I'm walking this treacherous* stardom.
They all said, you and me,
won't last, that it was just a one-night thing.
Left for dead, in forgiveness.
This old woman is... is a liar!
Is a treacherous, mumbling, enough!
When I prayed more...Uh!