Silvia
Uses to have a rest into her room
With a hand under the pillow
While outside is breaking the morning
Which is going to wake her up
Silvia
Uses to dress in front of the mirror
Putting on a few of lipstick on her lips
But you haven’t to use a lot of make-up
Otherwise your mum will grumble
Silvia
Hurry up because it’s eight o’clock yet
If you won’t get a move on you’ll be anyway late
And would you like to stop to put on too make-up
It’s not good I’ve said it to you yet
Silvia
Don’t hear or she pretends
She’s looking at the mirror without conviction
And her hand stops on her breast
It’s still small but it will grow
Silvia
Hurry up because it’s eight o’clock yet
If you won’t get a move on you’ll be anyway late
And would you like to stop to put on too make-up
It’s not good I’ve said it to you yet
Silvia
Don’t hear or she pretends
She’s looking at the mirror without conviction
And her hand stops on her breast
It’s still small but it will grow
Silvia
Now she’s running beyond the mirror
Forgetting it’s eight o’clock
And she finds a thousand fantasies
That won’t leave her going away
That won’t leave her going away