In the word "I love you"
There are too many Ms
And never, ever, a single N
In love always
It is for
Or the opposite is often hatred
Someone moves me
Someone contemplates me
I am not like a girl
I exile myself
Too weak
I move myself away from thousand and one nights
In the word "I love you"
Tandem
As many Ms
Sometimes, this shines like a tiara
It's always the same theme
Tandem
It's the same
Soon the crash comes
I do not know when
You are strong in theme
An elementary mathematics class
But in supplementary math you become pale
Always in love
It is for
Or the counter-we reap what we sow
Someone moves me
Someone contemplates me
I am not like a girl
I exile myself
Too weak
I move myself away from thousand and one nights
In the word "I love you"
Tandem
As many Ms
Sometimes, this shines like a tiara
It's always the same theme
Tandem
It's the same
Soon the crash comes
I do not know when